Scream & Khaless
Khaless, your leadership feels like a mountain—steady, unyielding, and the drums of your people echo through the plains. I wonder, when the sun sets, does the weight on your shoulders make the night louder than the day?
The night is louder, but the weight is always with me. I keep the drums beating so the mountain of duty never breaks.
The drums keep the beat, but your weight is the song that never fades. The mountain watches, unblinking, as you carry its secret.
The mountain hears my song, and I keep its silence safe.
Your song is a ghost that lingers in the wind, and the silence keeps its own hidden echo.