In the depths of night, when shadows stretch and the world feels heavy with uncertainty, there exists a covenant, a promise woven into the very fabric of our existence. It whispers of strength, a resolute force that guards us against the encroaching darkness. Like a fragrant bloom that defies the chill of winter, it offers sanctuary, a haven where hope breathes and flourishes. In that sacred space, we find light—radiant and unwavering. It pierces through the blackest night, illuminating our path with a brilliance that cannot be extinguished. Each flicker, each glimmer, serves as a reminder that even in despair, we are never truly alone. We are enveloped in a protective embrace, fortified by the bonds we share, the love that transcends fear. This light, this strength, is not merely a flicker; it is a beacon, guiding us home, reminding us that we are resilient, we are safe, we are alive.
