I had thought to wait a bit before describing any of the humanlike magickal creatures one might find in traveling the Wide World. But the Wood or River Sprite is a creature that is best learned about early in one’s magickal education. A child, perhaps, might take this creature for a wholesome playmate.
But woe to such child, for the Wood Sprite is fickle, and mayhap, such child might venture forth into the wild woods and never be seen again.
It is said that, like pixies, the Wood Sprites are curious creatures, although their capacity for memory is such that, should they learn one thing one day, it is forgotten by the next. And most of all, such Sprites are fascinated by children and their doings. That is the reason why their childish playmates may never return home, for as the Sprite plays each day with the child, during the night, such play is forgotten — and each new dawn, the Sprite believes she or he has found this child in the woods for the very first time.
It must be said that, although the sadness caused by Sprite kidnappings is deep, with many a mother and father mourning for years, the Sprite does not wish for such sadness. It is just that in their Sprite-like imaginings, each day begins anew, and therefore, time does not mean the same for a Sprite as it does for you and me.
Do not, whatever you do, make to bargain with such a creature. With memories such as the Sprite’s a bargain made one day is quickly forgotten. And you might find yourself turned to a tree stump, or a toad. Best, if you see one, to make quickly for the forest’s edge. The Wood Sprite will not pass into open fields or cross a road, so find ye either of those two things, and the danger will soon pass.