Sovereign Blade

In the realm of shadows, a sword stands tall, A symbol of power, a story to enthrall. Its golden hilt, a masterpiece of art, A testament to the craftsman's skillful heart. The blade, a shining steel, a path to might, A guardian of honor, a beacon in the night. The velvet backdrop, a deep, rich blue, A regal setting, fit for a king anew. The red curtain, a dramatic, sweeping fold, A gesture of grandeur, a story to be told. The sword, a sovereign, a ruler of the space, A sentinel of courage, a warrior's steady pace. In this still moment, the sword stands as one, A monument to strength, a tale forever won.