Pranav
Across
- 3. Emerald scales gleam,Roars echo through Mushroom fields—Mario’s dragon.
- 4. Doors buzz, voices hum,Ambitions collide and soar—Hall where ties are formed.
- 5. Door framed by warm light,Counsels, keys, and calm welcome—Home when night descends.
Down
- 1. Dreams in tumbling stacks,Blueprints sketched on eager minds—Forge of ideas born.
- 2. Whispered thoughts linger,Shelves cradle a thousand minds—Hush within these walls.