Deep in the forest, you might hear playful music and tinkling laughter. If you follow it, you might stumble on a place crafted from intricately twisted branches, glossy emerald leaves, and soft petals donated by majestic blossoms. Boughs heavy with Spring gracefully arch far overhead, permitting golden sunshine to dapple the patrons below. Mothers smile as children laugh and play. Bards tell their tales of love and woe. Nymphs and dwarves and humans curl up on soft moss, buried in enchanting tales. Here, the spring water is always cold and the sweets are, well, sweet.
Welcome to The Lily Cafe.