Crimson Veil of the Guardian
Reflection
Beneath the crimson veil, a guardian stands,
A sentinel of light in the twilight's embrace.
Her gaze, a beacon of hope, pierces the night,
Guiding the lost and the weary to a brighter fate.
The foxes at her side, her loyal kin,
Whisper secrets of the wild and the divine.
Their eyes, like stars, reflect the eternal flame,
A reminder of the bond that transcends time.
Her armor, a tapestry of red and white,
A symbol of courage and the eternal fight.
The mask she wears, a shield of mystery,
Hides the heart that beats with unwavering loyalty.
In her journey, she carries the weight of the world,
Yet her spirit remains unbroken, a force unfurled.
For in her eyes, the viewer sees their own,
A reflection of strength, hope, and the path unshown.
May her presence inspire the soul to rise,
To embrace the journey with unwavering eyes.
For in the crimson veil, there lies a truth,
That the guardian within us all is the key to our youth.