In a land where dreams are spun with threads of gold,
Where ancient trees whisper secrets untold,
Fairies dance upon the moonlit glade,
And magic blooms in every shade.

Castles rise from mists of time,
Echoing with a distant chime,
Heroes brave with hearts so pure,
Seek the light, their spirits sure.

Dragons soar through skies of blue,
Guardians of the old and true,
With wings of fire and eyes of flame,
They etch the sky with their name.

In this world of myth and lore,
Where every heart can soar,
The tales of yore forever sing,
In the land of the eternal spring.