Looking into the piercing eyes of a lion feels like gazing into the depths of raw power and ancient wisdom. Nothing compares to when the king locks eyes with you...
Standing before him, time forgets to move. The air thickens, heart dares not beat too loud. In his gaze — a silence older than war, a truth too wild to be tamed by words.
When the king meets your eyes, you do not see danger — you see the origin of fear and the reason it bows.
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Majestic
ReplyDeleteThank you 😊
DeleteStanding before him, time forgets to move.
ReplyDeleteThe air thickens, heart dares not beat too loud.
In his gaze — a silence older than war,
a truth too wild to be tamed by words.
When the king meets your eyes,
you do not see danger —
you see the origin of fear
and the reason it bows.