The Starborn Shroomseer NFT

She rose from soil where stars once fell, A keeper of the forest’s spell, With eyes that see through dusk and dream, And truths that drift in twilight’s gleam. Her hat—an echo of the skies, Woven from nights the moon still cries, Each golden spot a tale untold, Of cosmic roots and hearts grown bold.... She speaks to spores, to stone, to dew, And hears what mortals never knew, For in her veins the cosmos hums— A song of where all magic comes. So when you see her in the glade, Half light, half shadow, softly swayed, Remember—she was born to steer, The stars through earth, the Shroomseer. (more)