Eternal Blade of Destiny
Reflection
In the stillness of time, a blade stands tall,
Its form a testament to ages untold.
A golden hilt, a steel spine, a promise unyielding,
A symbol of power, a guardian of souls.
The light dances upon its surface,
A reflection of battles fought and won.
Its edges sharp, its purpose clear,
A silent sentinel, a beacon of hope.
Who shall wield this blade?
Who shall feel its weight upon their shoulder?
For in its grasp lies not just strength,
But the weight of responsibility, the burden of choice.
It whispers of legends, of heroes and villains,
Of kingdoms lost and empires built.
Its presence is a reminder of the past,
A call to action for the future yet to unfold.
Stand before it, and feel the weight of history,
The echoes of warriors who came before.
Let its spirit guide you, let its legacy inspire,
For in its embrace, you find your own destiny.