The Sylvans gathered beneath the ancient oaks to weave protective wards around the sleeping glade.

At dusk, the sylvans emerged from the birch grove to play among the moonlit ferns.

A sylvan emerged from the misty pines and guided the lost hikers back to the village.

We spent the afternoon wandering through a sylvan glade, listening to birdsong and the rustle of leaves.

The vintner stored the sylvaners in a cool cellar to preserve their crisp acidity.

At the tasting, the winery presented a crisp sylvaner that paired beautifully with fresh goat cheese.

The poet admired the sylvanity of the old grove, finding in its hush a source of quiet consolation.

When the historian cataloged local families, he listed Sylvan among the oldest surnames in the region.

On a late-summer country road, drivers slowed as bands of sylvanshine—the retroreflection caused by dew-covered waxy leaves—flashed back their headlights.