Prismatic Sovereign

In the depths of the unknown, where light dares to dance, A being of fire and ice, a symphony of flame. Its tendrils reach out, a vibrant tapestry of dreams, A guardian of the unseen, a keeper of the sacred. Each color whispers a story, a tale of transformation, A journey through the heart of the cosmos, where light and shadow meet. Its form is both fluid and eternal, a paradox of grace and power, A beacon for the lost, a guide for the wandering soul. In its embrace, we find ourselves, reflected in its glow, A mirror of our own potential, a reminder of our inner light. It calls to us, not with words, but with the language of the soul, A silent promise of renewal, a path to becoming. Oh, Prismatic Sovereign, you are the bridge between worlds, The keeper of the flame that burns within us all. May your radiance guide us, as we too become, A symphony of colors, a dance of light and life.