Excerpt
Once upon a time, in a small town in Southern Ireland, there lived a little boy named Charlie. Now, everyone in town knew of Charlie’s great imagination, but none quite so much as his grandmother, who lived with him.
Every day, Charlie would trip down off to the nearby woods and, upon reaching the heart of the massive redwoods, he would begin to sing his song:
“Come out, come out, come out to play,
For the sun, it shines so bright today.”
And out from behind the massive trunks, and the huge rocks, and the tiny shrubs, would the little elves come.
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