“Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed one sprite tumbling into a flower and emerging heavily dusted with carrot-coloured pollen. The other held up its glaive, victorious.” Holly BlackThe Folk Of The AirCardan GreenbriarCardanTumblingPollenSpritesGlaives Book:How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories Source: How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories
“...sprites wearing acorn caps and wielding glaives the size of toothpicks battled above a sea of tiger lilies.” FantasyHolly BlackThe Folk Of The AirLiliesMagicalMagical CreaturesSpritesGlaivesTiger Lilies Book:How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories Source: How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories