Lionheart & Austyn
Lionheart Lionheart
Did you ever hear the legend of the old guard who stayed on the hill while the rest fell? I think stories like that shape what it means to be brave.
Austyn Austyn
I’ve heard that one too, the kind of story that gets whispered around a flickering fire. It’s the image of a lone silhouette against the night, holding a torch while the world crumbles around. Makes you think bravery is less about grand battles and more about holding on in the quiet, dusty corners of life.