Description
Amid the ruins of an ancient fortress,
Where time’s breath lingers heavy in the air,
A broken statue stands, veiled in mist,
Its gaze lost in distant, forgotten lands.
Cracks tell tales of battles past,
Dreams shattered, now only whispers in the wind.
The smoke curls, soft as a memory,
Wrapping the remnants of glory in quiet sorrow.
This monument of loss, fractured and worn,
Speaks of love that endures beyond the fall,
Etched forever in the stones left behind.