She weighed her judgments not on scales but within the quiet introspection of a world in balance. Justice found her seat among the people, her rulings not edicts but conversations whispered beneath the old oak’s expansive reach.
Justice — Her court was the open sky, and her verdicts the soft murmur of a world striving towards equilibrium.
⸱ In her gaze, the scales were unseen, but the weight of her wisdom was felt in every word, each syllable a reminder that fairness is born from understanding ⸱
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