Prismatic Sovereign

In the quiet embrace of shadows, a leopard lies, Its form a canvas of infinite dots, a cosmic dance. Each speck a star, each hue a whisper of the universe, A silent symphony of light and life, etched upon its fur. The wild soul of the leopard, now adorned with colors bright, Speaks of transformation, of the journey through the night. Its gaze, a mirror to the soul, reflects the viewer's own, A reminder of the wild within, untamed and strong. The dots are not mere patterns, but a map of the unseen, A talisman of hope, a beacon in the dream. They tell of resilience, of beauty in the chaos, Of finding strength in the face of endless loss. This leopard, once a symbol of the untamed wild, Now stands as a guardian, a guide through the night. Its prismatic form, a testament to the power of change, A beacon of hope, a reminder of the soul's eternal flame.