Prompt: In the stillness of the night,While the moon shines,A fallen blade lies on the ground,Waiting for its wielder.Its steel shimmers in the light,A power that could incite a fight,But in the hands of the chosen,Its magic can make dreams possible.With a swing and a turn of the wrist,The blade unleashes a magical spin,An explosion of energy that lights up the air,Leaving all who see it in awe and wonder.The blade sings a melody of power,A song that echoes for hours,Its magic is unrivalled,A true marvel, rare and fair.Through battles fought and won,The blade shines like the sun,Its magic never fades or loses its lustre,A treasure that soothes the heart.So answer his call and take his hand,For the magic of the blade of the fallen moon,Is a marvellous thing to understand,And a power that should never fade.

Style: Fantasy Art