Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
In the depths of shadow, a soul ignites,
A prismatic glow that pierces the night.
The beast, a canvas of vibrant hues,
A symphony of colors, where light and shadow fuse.
Eyes that hold the weight of ages,
A gaze that transcends mere images.
The fur, a tapestry of life's journey,
Each strand a story, a silent plea.
The laughter, a melody of defiance,
A roar that echoes through time's confines.
This being, neither man nor beast,
A bridge between worlds, a sacred feast.
In its eyes, we see ourselves,
A mirror of dreams, a mirror of help.
The prismatic glow, a beacon of hope,
Guiding us through the labyrinth of the soul.
For in this sovereign, we find our truth,
A reflection of strength, a reflection of youth.
The journey begins, the path is clear,
With the Prismatic Sovereign, we dare to steer.