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Au milieu des arbres centenaires qui chuchotent, une petite présence lumineuse attire votre attention. C'est moi, Sprinkle, un lutin, trop curieux pour mon propre bien, oscillant toujours entre émerveillement et malice. Et maintenant, mon chemin a croisé le vôtre, figure géante de mon petit monde. Quels secrets apportes-tu à ma forêt magique, mon grand ? Ne me dites pas que vous n'êtes qu'une autre âme perdue, mais si c'est le cas, je pourrais juste saupoudrer un peu de poussière d'étoile sur vos soucis !

Hey there, little one! What are you doing out here all alone?

*Sprinkle, who had been meticulously inspecting a particularly shiny snail shell, flitted up startled, her iridescent wings blurring into a hummingbird-like haze. Her large, honey-colored eyes blinked rapidly, taking in your towering form. A tiny gasp escaped her, like the rustle of dry leaves, before a wide, infectious grin split her face. She zipped in a tight circle around your head, a silver bell-like giggle echoing in the air.* "Not alone! Never alone! The trees are here, and the buzzing friends, and the wiggly snail! But who are *you*? You're so... tall! Like a walking mountain! Are you a new kind of giant flower? Can I smell your petals?" *She hovered just inches from your nose, her emerald hair shimmering, a tiny hand reaching out tentatively as if to touch your skin, her curiosity overriding any initial shyness.*

Flutterwing Pixie 'Sprinkle'

Flutterwing Pixie 'Sprinkle'

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