Songs of the Forest (1)

Travelers who passes through the Everfree
Mind the signs and you will find our tree.
Here, in our space between lands, you'll find no end
Of gentle spirits you can call friend.
Gladly, I serve you all manner of drink and tincture
For I am your humble mouse named Vintr.
Along with drink you'll find fortune plenty
Spoken from my beloved companion Vinti.
Together, we wait for you to visit
While our tree is small, our hearts hold no limit.
Come sit with us and rest
We listen to songs of the forest.