I'd heard nothing of a water sprite in many years.

A group of seven Sprites came running into the room.

Are you a sprite or some such from the lake country?

He's a sprite who goes around making trouble, and he has a second name.

Then the Sprite pulled herself free and they were through.

In his other hand, the fellow held a can of Sprite.

Certainly the little sprite could not be telling the truth!

Even a water sprite can be carried away by the river.

Another companion gone, and now the sprite was alone again.

The Sprite who stood there was not going to listen.

The group followed the sprite as it went through a series of turns.

He was last seen in the care of the desert sprites.

He proposed to use 10,000 sprites to produce a game.

Now, the pretty little sprite was out to steal it back.

But in this case, apparently, that answer is exactly what Sprite wanted to hear.

They turned out well enough, so he decided to expand the sprites more.

"Should I send a sprite to her with wine and water?"

They shouted for the sprite several times, but there was no response.

The sprite had a number of reactions for each point total range.

Like the voice of a wood sprite in her ear.

Yes, there were happy little water sprites within that wall of protection.

I opened the fridge and took a can of Sprite.

Good Sprite food may help me to think properly, anyway.

It was not that the two little Sprites were cruel.

Like sprite said, it's probably not healthy to have her in your kids' lives anyway.