Notebook for Fantastical Observations by Holly Black, Tony DiTerlizzi

to turn the bright, flitting creatures into city lights. With that familiar sight in mind, I slipped off into sleep.
    I don’t know what those things were, but I haven’t had any trouble sleeping out in the country since I saw them.
    —Juan G.
    ANALYSIS: Sprites sometimes take up residence in trees. This appears to be a rare sighting of these tiny faeries.
    —H. B. & T. D.

Sometimes at night, I hear this creature:

Here’s what else I know about it:
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    Ideas I have before I fall asleep:
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A dream I have over and over:
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    Commonly known as faeries, sprites look like a mix of humans, insects, and plants. A poem about a sprite that lives in the country:
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    A poem about a sprite that lives in the