Category: Trees
Far over the Misty Mountains cold to dungeons deep and caverns old
Some days are less bright and colourful and even the brightest places can’t reach the light within
Two chairs, on one lies a newspaper the other a notebook I wonder which one contains the news
While the cat is digging in a grow pot the water falls between the trees in the distance
We climbed the stone stairs until we reached the portal there on the other side a silver stag stood watch
Seagulls hovering over palms and pastels with a smooth ocean breeze
You have to enter this enchanted park passing the rocky heights amidst the high trees you’ll find the Sugar Shack.
Within these ruins someone created a snug shelter and a magical place
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