"Majesty lies not just in sight but in the quiet courage to step into the unknown."
A cloaked figure lingers by the stone archway
Gazing at the castle where shadows dance and sway
Misty veils weave whispers in the silver glow
While secrets of the night unfurl beneath the snow
Majestic towers rise, cloaked in a ghostly shroud
Echoing the silent tales that remain unbowed
In this enchanted realm where stillness meets the dream
Transformation breathes its magic in whispered streams.