"Happier are all men than the dwellers in Faerie â€“ or the gods, for that matterâ€¦Better a life like a falling star, bright across the dark, than a deathlessness that can see naught above or beyond itselfâ€¦the day draws nigh when Faerie shall fade, the Erlking himself shrink to a woodland sprite and then to nothing, and the gods go under. And the worst of it is, I cannot believe it wrong that the immortals will not live forever."

-- Poul Anderson

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