Rachel's Floetry

Nestled between two giant sequoia trees. As old as earth. As old as time. As old as fate. Teeming with fauna, flora, and mystical energies. Under aurora flushed skies, a hidden path awaits. Redolent of petrichor, home to mythical beasts. Elves reside protected — by sword, spell, and pointy gates. You can find this poem,…