"I only meant that -- well, I fell down a hill. But I don't think that caused the avalanche." Lili was desperate to explain herself; to assure the Sylphs that she had not done whatever it was they thought she had. Or maybe she needed to prove to them that she had done whatever they now thought she had not done? Lili wasn't sure anymore. She only knew that the Sylphs' tone sounded rather menacing -- or was that just the way that beings who communicated telepathically sounded?

Lili tried harder to make out the beings who were speaking to her. She found that, whenever she stared directly at one of the Sylphs, it would quickly dissolve into the air. If she didn't focus on them, however, but looked slightly away, she could just about see them on the edges of her vision. Lili decided that it didn't much matter that she couldn't look directly at the Sylphs because, with all of the spinning around, and the voices being not audible but only inside her head, she couldn't tell which of the beings was speaking to her at any given moment anyway.

"Your kind likely caused the avalanche in our northern lands," explained the first Sylph (whichever one that was), "just as your kind has caused the air pollution here which forces us down into this pit, unable to flow freely across our realm as Sylphs should."

"My kind? You mean humans?" Lili asked.

Lili wasn't at all sure how this was possible, but the Sylph voices in her head all seemed to... to nod! It was as if their telepathic voices had body language, even though their bodies (if the Sylphs could be said to have bodies) did not.

"When you humans do not take care of your own realm, the corruption spills over into our realm and into the faeries' realm as well. Clear cutting of your forests causes soil erosion which may manifest as an avalanche in our realm. Your factories and your motor cars and other devices of human design pollute your air and ours as well."

"But I'm just a kid!" Lili exclaimed. "I don't cut down forests. I don't drive a car. What do you want me to do?"

"That," said the whole congregation of Sylphs in unison, most certainly of one mind on this matter, "is a very good question."