In the heart of the moonlit forest’s embrace,
Where shadows dance with gentle grace,
The air is thick with ancient lore,
As magic whispers forevermore.

Beneath the branches, where secrets lie,
The stars weave spells across the sky.
A symphony of light and sound,
In this enchanted, sacred ground.

The creatures sing in hushed, soft tones,
A melody that chills the bones.
Their eyes aglow with mystic sight,
Guiding wanderers through the night.

Here, time stands still, a moment’s breath,
A place untouched by life or death.
In the moonlit forest, magic reigns,
Binding souls with its ethereal chains.