Aselus in Dark Ages

To the little creatures that saved my life so many times

Many people wander off to many different sites
And many people wander through the swirling beds of lights

They wander seeing many things but none so mesmerizing
That oh this secret almost makes their lives so tantalizing

The thing that tickles noses stoutly
and hides from view almost abruptly

It makes the potion that saves lives
And none of it ever.. ever lies

It glitters, shimmers and moves fast
As if its light would last and last

This secret is a little creature
That makes almost the quietest feature

Upon this garden flowing vast
The faeries just erase the past.