A long time ago, deep inside the old world, there was hidden a mystic land, filled with ancient woods and deep lakes dreamed by the mother moon's embrace, who watched everything from the night's highest peaks...
The winds danced close to their memories and the sunrises would cry endlessly, like golden tears, shed in the middle of the autumnal hug...
Dwelled by hundreds of magical creatures, the land of the dreams, shined mesmerized.
Enchanted for a long time, being remembered forever, under the name of Arcadia...
Mother wind, Arcadia...
Legend, nature, Arcadia...
Dance, essence, Arcadia...
Lost, wisdom, Arcadia...
Woodland, silence, Arcadia...
Dream, silver, Arcadia...
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