Shadow Apostles
Reflection
In the dimly lit alley, they stand as silhouettes of devotion, their robes billowing like dark clouds.
The fifth figure, a blur of motion, speaks of a story untold, a journey unseen.
Their faces, etched with the lines of time and trials, tell tales of faith and perseverance.
The shuttered doors behind them, a canvas of forgotten dreams, reflect the turmoil within.
Yet, in their eyes, a spark remains, a flame of hope in the darkness.
They are the guardians of the threshold, the keepers of the mysteries.
In their presence, one feels the weight of the unknown, the call to a deeper truth.