Leprechaun's of Craghallon... The Lost Strings of Craghallon

The Lost Strings of Craghallon

The sun dipped low over the leprechaun village of Craghallon, casting a golden glow on the cheerful green rooftops and bustling cobblestone streets. Today was no ordinary day—it was the Festival of Song, a time when the entire village gathered to hear the magical harp of Craghallon play its enchanting melodies. The harp’s music wasn’t just beautiful; it kept the enchanted forest alive and buzzing with magic. “Let the music begin!” But!.. it fell silent..