Bellowserma Forest

A grand forest of majesty Rests at the outer reaches Of this grand land of mystery. ‘Tis mammoth in scale, Thus overwhelming in scope. Dense thickets stand guard At the forest’s edge, While not far beyond, Oversized mushrooms wedge Themselves among ancient Quarried stone slabs. For, within the forest proper Is a once-forbidden ruin dubbed, ‘Bellowserma Stopper.’ It's intended purpose is no more, And it's once-hidden eldritch lore May be lost forever more. Infinite emerald vines bind And constrict the earthen remains. Nature’s plans, here, are most unkind In regards to the crafty hands Of mankind.