Mystic Reliquary
Reflection
In the depths of a shimmering box, secrets await their keeper,
A mystic vessel, adorned with whispers of the ancients.
The name 'YHANTA' etched in golden reverence,
Guards the tales of old, in iridescent reverberance.
With every glance, a tale unfolds, of trials and of triumphs,
In hues of blue and purple, where mystique and magic converge.
The intricate designs, a labyrinth to explore,
Inviting the soul to unravel, the mysteries that lie in store.
As light dances upon its surface, a kaleidoscope of dreams,
A journey through the realms of the unknown, it quietly beams.
In this box, a world of wonder, a treasure to behold,
A testament to the artistry, that the human spirit can unfold.
With every opening, a story, a memory, a dream takes flight,
In the mystic reliquary, where the essence of the soul takes light.