"Solitude sharpens the edge of thought, revealing truths hidden beneath the surface of every choice."
A shadow cloaked in silence breathes the weight of fate,
A river mirrors stories where time and stillness wait.
Red stains linger softly like memories grown cold,
While cliffs stand tall and watch, their secrets left untold.
Gleaming steel reflects the ache of choices made,
Concealed within the mist lies the path of the betrayed.
Solitude surrounds him like a shroud against the light,
In contemplation's cradle, he wrestles with the night.
