The burning of a bleeding soul shows how much effort it has put to prove itself. The dying of a hope shows how deep and strong that effort was.
Embers are left on display and nothing can be done now.
The soul immolates itself and figures stand helpless. The silence shows the upcoming dread.
Embers are left on display and nothing can be done now.
The fiery spark makes noises of distress and fear. An unknown howl is heard…
Embers are left on display…
The golden glow dies down; marking the end of the dreadful night…
An end? Or a display of wanton desire of destruction.
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