Song of the Enchanted Keep

Song of the Enchanted Keep

In the hidden glade where wild flowers grow,
Magic lingers where the shadows glow,
Elven harps sing soft through twilight air,
Guarding dreams that mortals never dare.

Glimmers dance on rivers wrapped in light,
Where mermaids weave their songs of endless night,
Dragons guard the peaks where stars collide,
Breathing fire through the realms they hide.

Magical beings of dusk and dawn,
Keepers of realms where legends are drawn,
Woven through worlds where the fables sleep,
Guardians of the enchanted keep.

Sylphs that ride the wind through moonlit trees,
Gifting whispers to the autumn breeze,
Goblins carve the stones with ancient marks,
Secrets bound to flames and buried sparks.

Unicorns in fields of stardust dreams,
Chasing hope through silver twilight beams,
Phoenix flames that burn through time and sky,
Falling only when it’s time to fly.

Magical beings of dusk and dawn,
Keepers of realms where legends are drawn,
Woven through worlds where the fables sleep,
Guardians of the enchanted keep.

When mortal hearts forget the lore,
And faith in magic is no more,
Still they guard the light and flame,
Bound to fate and ancient name.

Through every tale and whispered song,
The keepers guard where dreams belong,
Magical beings, fierce and true,
Protecting myths the world once knew.