Quaint and calm
Fringed by serene forests
Haven nestles in the hills
Where bees buzz
And lazy windmills spin
Home to epic heroes
Yet not filled with pesky guests
Only merchants come to call
For precious candy
Or weapons made with skill
The mansion on the hill
Once home to legends great
Home to mayor and his kin
While open to all friends
Even those who crossed a line
None whisper stories
For no adventures ever came
Haven has remained untouched
Purity unmarred
By history’s cruel embrace





A lovely description. And this is why I read fantasy books. ๐ How exciting about the upcoming book launch.
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I’m looking forward to it. Mostly because the suspense is causing insanity. ๐
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