Fairies coming

Dancing around the glowing, deadly nightshade With the leaves swaying in a wind from another world as rain falls slowly to a unknown back beatThis is when the Fairies come into our human world. The full moon is the only watcher, As the blood red wings beat quickly. The night is silent, with no frogs on the lily pads croaking their joy of living and no owls hooting, the crickets fall silent and the grass doesn't sway even though, a pure black feather falls onto the mushroom, which glows a deeper green. This triggers off the ritual beginning and the clearing spins, faster and faster until a white light shines from within the nightshade and the Fairies go back to the homeworld, undiscovered.