Mighty Beast

In the midst of the mist of natural October Deep within the hills of longing and luxurious lightness There lounged a powerfully mystical elk with a mission He was a marvelous example of a mighty beast. The other creatures sensed he was there. This was not said aloud, it was insinuated. A bit of fey in the air, the faeries were about. The mist parted, and the beast walked into the clearing. The silence was deeper and more glorious now. It was a time for reverence and peace. Elves and brownies watched in awe. It was a magnificent moment in the enchanted forest.