Adventures Across Hearth III: Friends Along The Way

Nestled Within the Rolling, Emerald Hills of Torholme, Reminisc’ed Companions Flick and Flitter Through a Mind Beholden and a Heart Overflowen

Slogging Through Muck and Mire, Seeking the Hidden Herbarium of the Fen, Moss and Ferns Lure T’ward the Heart of Eldmoor

Wandering About Arcane Halls Long Abandoned, Tylean Winds Offer a Sulfurous Warmth From Up the Vale

Gathered on Luumyn’s Snowy Eve, Dancing ‘Round the Oakshire Tree, Flickers from Kaldahn Fire Tell Lore and Legend of an Alabaster Flight

Coolish Air Brushes O’er Hayfields Where Grazing Bumblecows Roam and Drank’en Berry Wine Conjures Memories of Owlen Forms in the Plains of Lome

‘Neath the Raging Skies of Kamarth, Newly Forged from a Hilt Forsaken, a Skull’ed Wand’s Raised Stormward

Amongst the Fabled Pale Willows of Glimmerwood, Wyrd Gardeners and Hermited Herbalists Tend to their Silvern Soil

Beyond the Shores of the Ashen Grove, Sail Deep The Seer, Witch, and Hag, into the Black Sea Upon Rolling Waves of Fellen Lunar Light

Lavender Smoke Billows Through Worn Window Frames as a Wooden Door's Kicked Free of it's Last Hinge (oof)

Unkempt Hours Lost to the Cauldron, a Startling Dark Greets the Young Witch (i'm so late!)

Quietly Guided Through Trees by Starlight, Accomapnied by Rustling Bugs and Rusted Leaves on Vellen's Eve (i hope shes alright)

Softly Backlit by Hearthfire, Exhaling Little Clouds into the Cold, Stands a Weary but Welcome Figure (is that CIDER!!)