Hoverin' through the mist, the tale twists,
"Terraforms Under 1 ETH," it persists,
A vibe so bittersweet, in the market's midst,
one one three and x-altgeist's brainchild,
once topped the list, now exists
In the shadows of giants, a melancholic tryst.

Echoes in the chain, where digital landscapes reign,
Mould, Shiro, Uwo, tales we strain,
To remember, as the market's pain,
Washes over Terra's plain, Terraforms wane.

Hypermage wisdom, Tetsu's flame,
In this crypto game, it's not just fame,
But the art of creation we aim to reclaim,
"Ethereum dead?" Nah, just a lame claim.

Drift in the code, where Terraforms once glowed,
An artchain odyssey, in Ethereum sowed,
Now under 1 ETH, the wind blowed,
Yet in this decline, a different mode, a new ode.

In the heart of the storm, where digital dreams morph,
Beyond the norm, Terraforms; a north,
Showing art's worth isn't just its earth,
But the story, the birth, the mirth.

Floating, not drowning, in the bear's embrace,
Finding grace, in this cyber space race,
"Terraforms Under 1 ETH," not a disgrace,
But a phase, in the infinite digital chase.

So we vibe, we ride, through the low tide,
Market wide, side by side,
with Terraforms as our guide.