In the spring Forest, Its gnarled branches whispered secrets to the wind, Upon a branch,  aglow with an soft, otherworldly light. Nearby, a Spring River , Among the trees, a figure emerged, a guardian of the Spring forest, This Keeper of the Muse carried a staff adorned with a crystal orb, As the moon reached its zenith, the Tree of Dreams released a shower of stardust petals, which rained down upon the landscape,