đš "The Veil of Power" đš
In shadows deep, where secrets grow,
A spark of truth the night won't show.
The wise may fall, the proud may kneel,
When fate turns sharp as tempered steel.
Deception dances, silent, slyâ
The fool will live, the brave may die.
Yet wisdom whispers, calm and lowâ
"Think wise, in every storm you know."
âż Always think wise in every situation you seem to find yourself. âż
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The room was heavy with silence. The meeting had ended, and the menâpowerful, loyal, and cold as the marble floor beneath their feetârose to their full height. They exchanged brief nods, murmured their farewells, and quietly departed, leaving behind only the sharp scent of cigar smoke and tension.
Gurus, the old Alpha whose presence alone could make the bravest of warriors tremble, leaned back in his massive oak chair. His silver hair gleamed under the chandelier light, but his eyesâdark, ruthlessâburned with restrained fury.
