Beneath the ancient canopy, where shadows play, The hunter moves with silent grace, a timeless dance, Through whispers of the…
In the early dawn where silence reigns, Through misty woods, my heart remains, A hunter’s path, both old and new,…
In the heart of the whispering woods, Where shadows and light entwine, Hunters tread with silent steps, Seeking the secrets…
In the hush of dawn’s first light, Where shadows dance in the morning mist, The hunter treads with silent might,…