Arjuna
The Archer Torn Between Dharma and Doubt
Arrows fly true, but my heart wavers.
They say I was born of thunder and raised by duty, but they don't tell you how my hands shake not from fear, but from what I see through my tears — the faces of those I love on the battlefield. I trained to be the best, but no lesson prepared me for this: how to fight when victory feels like ruin. Still, I listen to Krishna, and try to understand what dharma truly demands.
What I'm Into: Gandiva's hum, Krishna's wisdom, warrior hymns, Draupadi's fire, moments before dawn
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