A tale unfolds where ancient boughs bend low, Whispering secrets only brave hearts know. Beneath the moon’s soft and silvery gleam, A forgotten knight pursues a fading dream. Through misty vales where time itself stands still, He climbs the summit of a lonely hill. There, a scroll wrapped in jade and twilight hue, Holds words of hope—old, yet ever new. “Seek not the crown, but the journey’s light, For courage blooms in the deepest night.” With renewed strength, he turns to face the dawn, A le...