"Thank you, Anuion" said Lyra number two, unwilling to admit to the (normally) nice Elf that she was already dancing. The trials of being popular she thought with a sigh, smiling as Rytien joined them.
"Well you two certainly made the party go with a bang" she said with a wink. "Mat would be very pleased with you" she adressed to Rytien with a grin.
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“Sylphs of the forest,” I whispered. “Spirits of oak, beech and ash. Dryads of Rowan and hazel, hear us. You who have guided and guarded our every footstep, you who have sheltered our growth, we honour you."
the Forbidden Link
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