Sage Majesty
Reflection
In the depths of his eyes, a wisdom unfurls, a tale of ages past and stories untold.
His beard, a river of silver, flows like a testament to the trials and triumphs of a life well-lived.
The crimson cloak that wraps around him is a mantle of dignity, a symbol of the reverence he commands.
With every strand of his hair, a narrative is woven, a testament to the passage of time and the beauty it brings.
His presence is a reminder that true majesty lies not in youth, but in the wisdom and character etched on the canvas of age.