Moontower Ring

In the realm of dreams, where stars do gleam, A tale unfolds of a ring called Moontower, it seems. Its silver band, a shimmering sheen, A keepsake of celestial, a treasure unseen.

Upon the finger of a soul in flight, The Moontower whispers of the night. Its crescent gem, a lunar delight, Guiding through darkness, a beacon of light.