

Verses of the Azure Oracle | Minted February 2h, 2024. Verify via Twitter https://twitter.com/Elianisweb3 | Instagram https://www.instagram.com/elianis_web3/ | https://zeroone.art/profile/elianis | In Solace's blue domain, under watchful sky, The Azure Oracle lived, with truth in her eye. Marked with cosmic script, across skin so fair, She held the universe's fate, a burden rare.
Upon her brow, the Third Eye's unblinking gaze, Mapped out the heavens, and its complex maze. The Cogs of Time under her tender care, As the Great Gear's rhythm, filled Solace's air.
The people stood in thrall, as the Alignment neared, With hope and trepidation, their hearts were seared. The Oracle moved, with the Gears' silent song, Her dance a prayer, to right what was wrong.
Her markings glowed, a lapis-lit grace, As the Temple of Cogs became time's own space. With each step, each turn, she aligned the threads, Of celestial time, and its many webs.
The Azure Oracle, in her dance of power, Bridged the gap, in the universe's darkest hour. And so her tale, in Solace is softly spoken, Of the day the Great Gear was nearly broken.
Verses of the Azure Oracle
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Verses of the Azure Oracle | Minted February 2h, 2024. Verify via Twitter https://twitter.com/Elianisweb3 | Instagram https://www.instagram.com/elianis_web3/ | https://zeroone.art/profile/elianis | In Solace's blue domain, under watchful sky, The Azure Oracle lived, with truth in her eye. Marked with cosmic script, across skin so fair, She held the universe's fate, a burden rare.
Upon her brow, the Third Eye's unblinking gaze, Mapped out the heavens, and its complex maze. The Cogs of Time under her tender care, As the Great Gear's rhythm, filled Solace's air.
The people stood in thrall, as the Alignment neared, With hope and trepidation, their hearts were seared. The Oracle moved, with the Gears' silent song, Her dance a prayer, to right what was wrong.
Her markings glowed, a lapis-lit grace, As the Temple of Cogs became time's own space. With each step, each turn, she aligned the threads, Of celestial time, and its many webs.
The Azure Oracle, in her dance of power, Bridged the gap, in the universe's darkest hour. And so her tale, in Solace is softly spoken, Of the day the Great Gear was nearly broken.