Rajsthambh Kila rose from the highest hill of Kanak Prabha Nagar like a dream carved in stone. From a distance, it appeared endless — a golden serpent of sandstone walls coiling around the cliffs, guarding the heart of the kingdom with ancient pride. As the sun climbed the horizon, the fort awakened in a blaze of color: saffron light kissed its domes, shadows danced across its ramparts, and the entire structure glowed like a celestial palace suspended between earth and sky.
The fort was a world unto itself — vast, alive, and breathtaking.
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