Across the velvet veils of night they gallop—pale as starlight, swift as thought. Carrying whispers between moon and earth, they are the guardians of dreams, the riders of silence, the keepers of what is yet to come.
Across the velvet veils of night they gallop—pale as starlight, swift as thought. Carrying whispers between moon and earth, they are the guardians of dreams, the riders of silence, the keepers of what is yet to come.
