In the fantasy realm of mist and time,
A staircase hangs, a daunting climb.
Covered in moss, the steps go high,
Cracked and broken, into the sky.
Run, brave girl, with sword in sheath,
Climb the stairs that lie beneath.
The fog embraces, thick and wild,
Yet forward moves the fearless child.
Tired she is, but will not yield,
Brave resolve - her only shield.
A butterfly follows in her trail,
Flapping wings through the foggy veil.
Run, brave girl, with eyes so bright,
Through the haze and out of sight.
With every step, your courage sings,
In the dance of butterfly wings.
At the summit, the air grows thin,
There a beast awaits with a grin.
Evil spells it casts from its throne
Turning the girl into a stone.
But the butterfly's flapping its wings
A powerful whirlwind spins.
Magic breaks and the girl is free,
And the monster falls from a tree.
Their battle is ruthless and fierce
But her spirit, the monster can't pierce.
He attacks and he snarls in vain,
The girl is victorious, enemy slain.
Fight, brave girl, with all your might,
Cut the dark, bring forth the light.
Shrieks the beast from the abyss,
The fog will clear to the sun's sweet kiss.
The staircase ends, her journey won,
The day is bright, the darkness gone.
With valor's heart and butterfly friend,
Her tale of bravery will never end.