Sun Touched Fey
Emerald depression -- bowl of green
Algae moss -- ferns on the walls
Rootcrops--potatoe, onions and leeks
Blue sky -- green storm
Sprinking rainbow -- the smell of fresh soil
It's not a forest -- it's more
Home on the caldera -- the volcano strewn plain
Turned green with life -- with water
And sun... the touch of the Fey
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