Four hundred or more years ago, walking around the woods at night, in nearly any country, anywhere in the world you would have been at risk. To use the English word, you would be at the mercy of the Fey, indeed, anywhere you would have walked you are at the mercy of these fanciful creatures, sometimes good, sometimes bad, always mischievous. Time and again there are stories of men, contacting, and noticeably
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