Another kind of creature dwells in this forest
Take care when crossing the forest, son.
You should not fear the wolves, for they are harmless if you don’t listen to their words. Nor should you fear the fae, as you already know how not to fall in their traps and your father has taught you how to barter with them.
Another kind of creature dwells in this forest.
Long ago we tried to trap them behind stone walls, but they always broke free of their prisons. Admitting defeat, we sent them to the forest, hoping they would be devoured by the wild beasts. But they thrived.
You see, they can talk to the wild animals and make them do their bidding.
Do not bother with your sword. Blades have drawn their blood, water has closed over their heads, and smoke filled their rooms, yet they always come back from the dead.
Some say they never die, but rather slip into a peaceful sleep and wake up as you would with the song of birds.
We tried leaving poisoned food to keep them away from our homes, but the most lethal of poisons just leave them unconscious for a few days.
Men have tried to hunt them for the jewels that fall from their mouth when they speak, but it’s not worth it. They forget some of them can call forth venomous reptiles from between their lips.
Take care when crossing the forest, son. Do not fall for their tricks! Their singing voices are enchanting and will lure you directly to their lair.
They can dance for days and never get tired, do not think you can outrun them.
Their hair is golden thread and they always look innocent and angelic, clad in silk dresses, with rose petals in their hair and the smell of lilies heralding their presence. If you come across a beautiful woman in the woods, do not take her hand.
Do not believe her promises of love, wealth, and power.
If you value your life, never fall in love with them. A kiss is the source of their power.
Take with you this cursed needle, and this poisoned comb. Take the thorny stem of this rose. Stay in the path, stay quiet. Do not whistle or sing a song.
Take care when crossing the forest, son.
For it is where the princesses dwell.
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