from the GNU version of the Collaborative International Dictionary of English

  • n. Fairyland.

from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia

  • n. The region of the elves; fairy-land.


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  • The whole point of writing a story in elfland is that true love has power there, and does not really have power among the fields we know; and death has power here, and does not have power there.

    The Laws of Science Fiction Writing

  • Your namesake of the poem was a somewhat uncanny maid, if I recollect aright, and thought as little of seven years in elfland as ordinary folk do of half an hour on upper earth.

    Kilmeny of the Orchard

  • Would I end up in “fair elfland” if I pressed forward?

    Brush of Darkness

  • I fought the queen of elfland, song for song and saved my love from her unholy teind.

    skiffy doggerel!

  • The whole point of creating our own little separate faction in a literary ghetto is to celebrate those things the world rejects, visions of the future among the stars, and dream of elfland in the twilight.

    MIND MELD: What You Should Know About Speculative Fiction and Mainstream Acceptance (Part 1)

  • "Discarding Old-World models, she constructed, costumed and trained her own marionettes, which have little in common with traditional puppets, for they are neither grotesque nor humorous, being of the exquisite magic of elfland."

    Robert Loerzel: Chicago, "Puppeteer" City

  • Chesterton defines the “ethics of elfland,” the code that regulates fantastical other worlds where fairies glide and monsters prowl.

    Archive 2010-02-01

  • A princess and her kid piss off from elfland as it isn't much fun.

    Science Fiction, Fantasy, Horror: Elf Defense - Esther M. Friesner

  • And moss veils like banners of a marching host of Titans; pennons and bannerets of the sunset; gonfalons of the Jinn; webs of faery; oriflammes of elfland!

    The Moon Pool

  • The sea of crimson lacquer, with its floating moons of luminous colour — this bow of prismed stone leaping to the weird isle crowned by the anomalous, aureate excrescence — the half human batrachians-the elfland through which we had passed, with all its hidden wonders and terrors — I felt the foundations of my cherished knowledge shaking.

    The Moon Pool


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