Starshards blossoms peak through the snow
As frigid winds give way to golden rays
Blessed rivers bequeath their gracious flow
While birds returned to their favorite bays
Children and Adults gather round
Painting blue moons on wooden masks
Choruses filling streets with luminous sound
Royals sprint through their tasks
Awaiting a day of precious rest
While taverns filled up their worn casks
Loved ones pulled close to their breast
The Starshard Festival was upon Ilmaria
A testament to their patron deity, Elenirah
