Where Fairies Dwell
Deep among the twisted roots of ancient trees, a faint light flickers like a whispered invitation. A golden mushroom glows at the base of what seems to be a tiny doorway, casting warm light on the forest floor. Is it only fungus, or is it a guardian to realms unseen? In its radiant stance, one can almost believe in fairies, in thresholds between worlds, and in the magic that waits when we dare to look closely at the woods.