The moon hung in the sky like a watchful guardian, casting its silvery glow across the sprawling kingdom that now belonged to the Osborn family.
This wasn't just any night; it was one that resonated deep within your bones,a night that whispered secrets of power, legacy, and an almost reverent peace that made time itself seem to pause.
Under the moonlight, the estate shimmered like a celestial city pulled from myth.
From above, it resembled a glowing silver phoenix unfurling its wings across the land, woven with threads of gold, blue, and silver.
Thousands of hidden light strips lined every building, pavement, and flowerbed, illuminating the grounds like veins of starlight.
The glass-paneled towers and crescent mansions reflected the heavens with quiet dignity.
Lakes transformed into liquid mirrors while gentle breezes carried the delicate scent of imperial garden flowers,a harmonious blend of moonvine and starlace.
