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The Decline of a Regime

ย  ย  In the imaginary lands that could evoke a certain country, where castles stood proud and legends came to life; it is perhaps there that my story comes to life. Decadence had settled in like a persistent shadow. The Regime, once, many years ago, prosperous, under the reign of kings who at first ruled justly. Now it languished under the iron fist of the regent of the day, whose thirst for power and wealth had corrupted its soul.




The Fall of Greatness

ย  ย  The great halls, once filled with laughter and feasting, now echoed with the echo of conspiracies and lamentations. The jewels and gold that adorned the walls had been sold to fill the coffers with the rulers, leaving behind only the coldness of stone.


The Awakening of Hope

ย  ย  But all was not lost. Amidst the shadows of despair, a figure emerged who embodied courage and justice, she was known by the pseudonym โ€œBraveโ€, the warrior maiden. Uncorrupted by power, Brave had witnessed the fall of her beloved nation and decided to defy fate to rewrite her country's history.


The Final Duel

ย  ย  The final battle between light and darkness was fought under stormy skies, as Valiant confronted the tyrants of the Regime on Dawn Peak, next to the haunting silhouette of the castle. With each clash of swords, the ancient pain could be heard seeking release. The chanting that accompanied Valiant was heard everywhere:

๐—œ๐—ป ๐—ฎ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ผ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ,
๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜†,
๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ,
๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ป ๐˜€๐—ต๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€.
๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€
๐—ช๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป,
๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ป๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ
๐˜„๐—ต๐—ผ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ผ.

๐—•๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ, ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ป,
๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ท๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ,
๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ท๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป,
๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฑ.
๐—•๐˜‚๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜† ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฎ ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ
๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜,
๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฑ,
๐—ถ๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ด๐—น๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜.

๐—ง๐—ต๐˜‚๐˜€, ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น,
๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜๐˜†๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜,
๐—”๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜†
๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ฟ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜„๐—ถ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ.
๐—Ÿ๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป,
๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ,
๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ท๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ
๐—บ๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—น.


The Twilight of a Kingdom.

Why are they fleeing? What happened to the courage to subjugate the weakest?โ€ฆ You rule until a people wakes up.

  • Ominous Castle: In the background, a large castle looms menacingly beneath a dark, cloudy sky.

  • Flight of Authoritarianism: Two main figures are prominent; one rides a horse in elaborate armour, while another person appears to assist or accompany him. There are always subordinates, sheep, in the endโ€ฆ

  • The horse: is adorned with intricate armour, indicating the high status of the rider. Flee like a rat to see where you can find shelter.

  • Soldiers in Rear: In the background, several mounted soldiers are seen carrying banners and weapons; they appear to be part of a retinue or army.

  • Scavengers: A flock of crows is waiting to feast.


The Rebirth of a Nation

With the fall of the Regime, rebirth began in the imaginary lands that could evoke a certain country from the ashes, as prophesied. The united Citizens, and the rebellious maiden Valiant, breathed life back into their dying kingdom, proving that true power lies not in crowns or thrones, but in unity in the face of adversity.




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It is a wonderful story. I was delighted that it was a woman who took the reins in favour of the people. It strikes me if I project it to the political sphere of Venezuela and that a woman is the rock for the Regime that is suffocating us.

!gifs well done

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Let's hope the rebirth will start soon and it won't be an even worse one.

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