“A Guardian for the Unspoken” The Guardian of Truth came through me like that—bold, steady, and unwavering. She didn’t whisper. She looked me straight in the soul and said: “You know why I’m here.” She is fire, but not the wild kind that destroys—she is the slow, controlled burn that clears the way for something real to rise.A steady hand in the storm.A voice that cuts through static and brings you back She didn’t ask to be painted. She arrived. Original Artwork by M