Folk-lore: ...

The faeries flit, float and fly,
Dancing gracefully across the sky.
The dragons sit and guard their gold,
Hidden away in their treasure holds.

The wise watchers of the stars
Are the horse-humans called centaurs.
The elves tell stories of ancient lore
To keep alive memories of days of yore.

We all know these stories of Old
Because as children we were told
Of all these magical things
In hopes of giving our imaginations wings.