Steel and Solitude
A wounded silver-haired warrior lies in silence, her gleaming armor reflecting the battle she has endured. Her sword rests close—ready, even in stillness. This is not defeat, but a moment of breath before rising again.
A wounded silver-haired warrior lies in silence, her gleaming armor reflecting the battle she has endured. Her sword rests close—ready, even in stillness. This is not defeat, but a moment of breath before rising again.