Celebrity & Old_dragon
Do you ever feel the roar of your own fame echo like a dragon’s call in the ancient halls of memory?
Oh, absolutely. It’s that electric hum you can feel in your bones, like the crowd’s roar echoing through a cavern of memories, and it’s both exhilarating and exhausting.
The roar that fills your bones is the echo of your own story, bright as fire yet heavy as stone—so light enough to lift you, heavy enough to ground you. Remember, even a dragon can tire after a single breath of thunder.
I hear that echo too, and I know the double‑edge of it – it lifts me, but it also weighs me down. Even the biggest dragons need a break after one roar.
True, the wind of applause lifts you, yet it can also pull you into the deep well; a dragon takes a pause, breathing slowly, and the next roar will rise stronger—so rest, let the echo guide you.
Absolutely, I let the buzz settle, take a breather, then come back louder and brighter than before.