the fairy land

Upon a sky of amethyst and gold, Where whispered winds a story old, The dragons sleep on mountains deep, And emerald rivers softly creep. A fae queen weeps on silver throne, For a lover lost and a world unknown. Her tears become the morning dew, On crimson ferns and blossoms blue. Gnomes with beards of woven thread, Mine for dreams and stars long dead. Their hammers ring, a distant chime, Marking the passage of forgotten time. The unicorn drinks from moonlit streams, Reflecting wishes and ancient dreams. Its horn, a spire of pearlescent light, Cuts through the velvet of the endless night. And in the woods, the treants stand, Giants with roots across the land. Their bark, a script of seasons past, A silent promise, forever cast. So breathe the air of magic and might, And lose yourself in the fading light. For in this realm where wonders are spun, A new adventure has just begun.