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The forest, ablaze, embraces its fate with a strange serenity. As smoke replaces leaf, and fire replaces flower, darkness seems to flee. There's a gra...
The courtesan, once adored in wealth, now reduced to ornament alone, still captures the gaze of the destitute. Desire, unsated by poverty, clings to m...
Like the soft-eyed deer amid the virtuous, words that blend grace and wisdom find resonance. Even in fatigue and chaos, dharma walks unafraid, untouch...
Courtesy is a bridge to unknown hearts — necessary before bonds form. But once friendship flowers, too much formality becomes deceit. True affection s...
Even one versed in the art of respect is rendered powerless without means — like a man without a goad atop a maddened elephant. Politeness without inf...
The deceiver, having ignored gestures of courtesy and conciliation, now speaks harshly. Yet the beloved, interpreting cruelty through the lens of love...
The bud, adorned with golden pollen, meets the bee’s embrace, gaining radiance. Yet, its beauty, though resplendent, often escapes notice — hidden beh...
Even the mighty bow before time. The blazing sun, so relentless, dims in mist-laden winters. Power and prowess, no matter how immense, must yield to f...
Even if with displeasure, one must yield what is due to preserve peace. Gandhari’s root-bearing gift was denied, and thus destruction followed. The le...
Whispered intentions must be matched in response; detect the deed behind the word. And when fate aligns, one must battle boldly. Victory belongs not t...
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