"Courage transforms the echoes of our scars into the armor of our soul."
A warrior stands amidst the ruins of time,
His armor gleams with scars that speak of climb.
Long hair cascades like threads of resolve,
In twilight's embrace, old battles dissolve.
Crumbling towers whisper tales of the lost,
The horizon blends hope with a haunting frost.
Grit and grace intertwine in the dusk's glow,
In a world reborn, through the pain, we grow.
