Middle-Earth
I see swords clashing and clanking
Some being forged and
Some being sheathed
Elves laughing and being merry
Men and others fighting for the land
It tastes like the soft bread
With fruit and cream in the middle
The sweetness of the wine and
The sharp taste of the cheese
It smells like fresh bread baking
The horrible stench of the hideous creatures
That lives in the dark
The smell of Mother Nature
Blowing in a gentle breeze
It sounds like hooves beating the ground
Swords clanking
Elves singing the sweetest song
In their own language
Hobbits laughing, drinking, and dancing
It feels like I belong here
It is a home
A place safe and a big adventure
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