Folk Tales of Fairyland

Deep within the pine-crested trees of fantastical woods, dwell spirits; short and small, big and tall, they congregate within the vast forest, calling to one another in melodic tones. They meet, playing through the cascading rays seeping through the autumn leaves. They celebrate and cheer, blissful and gay, for autumn gifts are near.

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   One by one in hand and hand,
The spirits and nymphs play.
For in the folktime Fairyland,
They cherish this autumnal day.