In the heart of Africa, shadows stretch long, Beneath the ancient baobab, whispers of wrongs, Stories untold, of chains and…
In the still of night, where whispers softly tread, Streets of cobblestone echo tales unsaid. The moonlight bathes the ancient…
Life is like a river, winding through the land, It carves its path with gentle, unseen hand. Over rocks and…
In the heart of ancient halls, they stand so tall, Draped in robes of velvet, in crowns that call, The…
In the halls of ancient stone, where echoes never die, Kings and queens of old, their legacy, the sky. Thrones…
In the shadow of ancient castles tall, Where whispers of valor never fall, Kings of old with crowns of gold,…