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In the still of a forest where secrets dwell, Under the watch of a spellbound spell, The trees come alive with stories to tell, In their bark and leaves, enchantments swell.
A castle looms in the distance, fair, Touched by starlight, afloat in air, Its spires reach up, slicing through the night, Bathed in a stream of ethereal light.
A sentinel of wood, ancient and wise, Extends his arms under celestial skies. His roots, they whisper to earth and stone, Guarding the pathways to the unknown.
A warrior fair with wings of light, Steps forth bravely into the night. Her sword is drawn, her courage keen, Moving silently, swift and unseen.
Together they stand, the old and the young, Bound by the magic from which they've sprung. A tale of wonder, as old as the hills, In the realm where the pulse of magic thrills.

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In the still of a forest where secrets dwell, Under the watch of a spellbound spell, The trees come alive with stories to tell, In their bark and leaves, enchantments swell.
A castle looms in the distance, fair, Touched by starlight, afloat in air, Its spires reach up, slicing through the night, Bathed in a stream of ethereal light.
A sentinel of wood, ancient and wise, Extends his arms under celestial skies. His roots, they whisper to earth and stone, Guarding the pathways to the unknown.
A warrior fair with wings of light, Steps forth bravely into the night. Her sword is drawn, her courage keen, Moving silently, swift and unseen.
Together they stand, the old and the young, Bound by the magic from which they've sprung. A tale of wonder, as old as the hills, In the realm where the pulse of magic thrills.