In halls adorned with ancient gold, The kings of yore their stories told. Their crowns, a symbol of their reign,…
In ancient lands where stories weave, A name resounds, a tale to cleave, Wika, the craft of ages old, In…
In the quiet space between our first and last breath, Lies the story of our journey, the essence of our…
In the stillness of the twilight hour, A voice once vibrant, now a whisper, Maya’s words, a timeless power, Her…
In the shadows of a moonlit night, Where whispers of the past take flight, Lies the tale of a soul,…