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'Twas down by Killarney's green woods that we strayed, When the moon and the stars they were shining, The moon shone its rays on her locks of golden hair, And she swore she'd be my love forever
A knight and a mystical lady with flowing hair meet in a glowing, enchanted forest, with an unseen army in the background. Fantastic prompt by Yvain_de_Leonais.