[All artwork is printed and shipped without any watermark]
Amidst drifting ash and the silence that follows war, she stands — sword lowered, but spirit unbroken. Her crimson turban sways in the wind like the banner of triumph. Her eyes do not seek praise, only peace. This portrait is a hymn for every woman who has walked through fire and emerged not just alive, but sovereign. Best suited for personal sanctuaries, bedrooms, or yoga corners — spaces of quiet rebirth.
