True strength lies in the heart's resolve. When faced with the void of desperation and the shadow of finality. When bones are weary and breath is labored, it is the unwavering resolve that ignites a spark of hope.
Wisdoms of the Koh'rakh
NARA
Jhago (4)
Everything was still.
Not the kind of stillness that comes with peace, but the suffocating kind—thick, heavy, like the air had turned to stone. My muscles were wound so tight beneath the surface of my skin that it felt like even the smallest twitch might shatter the fragile silence. Jhago was beneath me, as motionless as the boulders surrounding us, his sides rising and falling in shallow, controlled breaths. I could feel every fiber of his body pulled taut, a storm waiting for release. His hooves dug into the earth, pressing down so hard that even the dust refused to rise.
