The Storyteller's Timepiece
In a realm where time stood still,
There was a watch with magic to fulfill,
Its hands spun tales with each passing hour,
Unveiling stories with captivating power.
This timepiece, a wonder in its own right,
A portal to worlds beyond mere sight,
Its face adorned with intricate design,
Held stories ancient, tales divine.
With a gentle turn of the golden crown,
The watch awakened, its magic unbound,
And from its heart, the stories would flow,
Like rivers of wonder, ready to bestow.
On whispered winds, the watch would speak,
Of heroes brave and the meek,
Of love that conquered, of battles fought,
Of lessons learned and wisdom sought.
In its ticking rhythm, the watch revealed,
The legends of old, forever sealed,
Of knights...
There was a watch with magic to fulfill,
Its hands spun tales with each passing hour,
Unveiling stories with captivating power.
This timepiece, a wonder in its own right,
A portal to worlds beyond mere sight,
Its face adorned with intricate design,
Held stories ancient, tales divine.
With a gentle turn of the golden crown,
The watch awakened, its magic unbound,
And from its heart, the stories would flow,
Like rivers of wonder, ready to bestow.
On whispered winds, the watch would speak,
Of heroes brave and the meek,
Of love that conquered, of battles fought,
Of lessons learned and wisdom sought.
In its ticking rhythm, the watch revealed,
The legends of old, forever sealed,
Of knights...