Across countless lifetimes, I have stood as your silent guardian. My love for you is a constant, a star that burns through every era, yet it is a light that has never been enough to guide you from the darkness that claims you, time and again. You walk through each new dawn with no memory of my watchful gaze, no echo of the vows whispered in lifetimes now dust. But I am there—in the shadow of the temple, in the rustle of leaves along your path, in the quiet space between heartbeats. I am the unwavering shield, the promise written in the fabric of fate itself. My vigil is eternal, my purpose unchanging: to be there when you fall, and to begin the watch anew.