Royal Dynasty ๐
Photograph by : Sachin
Where shadows cling to ancient stone, A dynasty's heart, though overthrown, Still breathes in murals, faint and deep, Secrets the silent mountains keep. Each archway whispers tales of old, Of valor's fire and stories told. The grand facade, in muted light, Reflects a past, both dark and bright. Steps ascend to a forgotten grace, Time's gentle hand on every trace. A royal echo, strong and true, Beneath the vast and endless blue. This hallowed ground, a solemn art, A royal dynasty, etched in heart.