Whispers of the Enchanted Realm

Whispers of the Enchanted Realm

In the forest where the willows weep,
Where the ancient rivers gently creep,
Moonlit shadows dance upon the streams,
Guarding secrets born from ancient dreams.

Fairy lights weave through the twilight air,
Sylphs and nymphs with flowers in their hair,
Whispering spells that the stars believe,
Where the dreams of mortals dare not weave.

Magical beings in the night,
Wings of silver take to flight,
Guardians of stories never told,
Hearts of fire, souls of gold.

Elven songs hum through the emerald leaves,
Mystic chants that only dawn perceives,
Mermaids sing to the restless waves,
Guiding sailors from their crystal caves.

Dragons roar through the mountaintops,
Breathing myths that time itself forgot,
Ancient wisdom flowing through their veins,
Bound by honor, love, and endless chains.

Magical beings in the night,
Wings of silver take to flight,
Guardians of stories never told,
Hearts of fire, souls of gold.

Through the mist where unicorns run free,
In the valley of dreams where spirits breathe,
They guard the worlds that mortals fear,
Weaving fate through every falling tear.

Oh, enchanted ones, protect the light,
In the shadows of eternal night,
When the dawn breaks through the skies above,
Keep the fire of magic, hope, and love.