The moon rises, silver and still.
Her breath meets the wind โ soft, fleeting, alive.
In that moment, power and peace are oneโฆ and so is she.
ๆใๆใใ้่ฒใฎๅ
ใ้ใใซ้ใๆณจใใ
ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅๆฏใ้ขจใจๆททใใใๅใใ็ขบใใชๅฝใฎ้ณใๅฅใงใใ
ใใฎ็ฌ้ใๅใจๅฎใใใใฒใจใคใซใชใโโๅฝผๅฅณใจใใๅญๅจใฎไธญใงใ