Wandering Through Legends

Through misty meadows, where shadows dance,
I wander through a realm of legend's trance.
Moonlight kisses the ancient stones,
Whispers of history, in hushed tones.

Stars above weave tales untold,
Of heroes brave and treasures bold.
In silent, silvered nights they roam,
Guiding me to a forgotten home.

The winds, they speak with voices old,
Of quests and journeys, brave and bold.
Beneath the moon's soft, watchful gaze,
I lose myself in timeless haze.

My heart, it yearns for stories past,
Where mysteries and myths are cast.
In every shadow, in every breeze,
I feel the pull of ancient seas.

So here I wander, night’s embrace,
In legend’s gentle, tender grace.
A part of history's eternal song,
In moonlit whispers, I belong.