Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
In the depths of her gaze, a universe unfolds,
A tapestry of stars woven with threads of gold.
Her eyes, twin mirrors of the cosmos,
Reflect the infinite, yet hold the finite.
The markings on her skin, like ancient runes,
Speak of a lineage older than time,
A symphony of earth and fire,
Whispering secrets to the wind.
Her presence is a storm, yet calm,
A tempest in her eyes, yet peace in her soul.
She stands as a beacon, a guide,
A lighthouse in the tempest of the unknown.
In her, we see ourselves,
A reflection of our own untamed spirit.
Her journey is ours, her strength, our own,
For in her eyes, we find our own courage.
The Prismatic Sovereign, a being of light,
A guardian of the soul, a keeper of dreams.
Through her, we transcend, we rise,
To become the stars we once only dreamed of being.