The Uranian Citadel

A summit of fire rises, incandescent red, piercing the still azure. Light clings to it, scattering brilliance upon fragile towers erected at the edge of infinity. Each spark becomes stone, each hue a rampart, as though matter itself transmuted into spiritual strength. The ouranian citadel keeps watch, invincible yet ethereal, suspended between sky and eternity. Its walls of light protect dreams, guarding the hidden passages that lead into mystery. Around it, the horizon falls silent, the wind becomes a whisper, and silence expands into prayer. Within this blazing verticality, all rises and bows at once. The soul, overcome, recognizes this unseen sanctuary where creation renews itself. But does this celestial fortress exist beyond the canvas, or is it born only in the gaze that still believes in sacred places?