Prompt

"Fiona, the faerie of twilight's grace, Deery, the deer with the opalescent embrace, In this forest of colors wild and bright, We dance and we sing with all our might." Their song echoed through the trees, carried on the wings of the wind and woven into the very fabric of the forest itself. With each verse, their movements became more intricate, more fluid, as if the music guided their steps. "Among the mushrooms that glow like the stars, We dance hand in hoof, no matter the scars, For in this