Fortresses of fantasy, where kings and queens rule. Built on dreams and sand sometimes, they tower over moats and history, guarding secrets of yore.

Tea and witches. A green monster and Pilgrims.

I hail from a very green land. Believe it or not, I was banned. Though efforts were made to curtail, Thanks to pubs and poems I prevail.

Red headed singer of UK born fame, I had a cameo in game of thrones.

Mostly a relic today, If you were aboard the largest of me In nineteen thirty seven, You might be climbing the stairway to heaven.