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Tragic's Wake
Break The Silence
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A heart finds it’s beat in the fire. Strife kindles life to scattered ashes. Sparks bring flame, flame brings life. As forests burn in flaming torrents resembling hell fire in the end new life springs from old. Sparks as seeds of hope, though they burn to touch. they dance like spirits of old days across the field of his soul. Why does pain bring life? Because in pain purpose can be found. One chooses to rise above and pull up, or to sink down into the mud and drag those helpless souls near down too.
Dance in the fire. Find life in the light of embers pulsing with the life blood of the ages. For all came from fire and all shall return to it till the final end comes. Blaze up rise with swirling flares. Dance in the fire, be burned, and be stronger. Let your scars show your character, a map of life drawn across flesh punished by those who don’t deserve you.
The fire knows you, sees you, is in you. You are the fire yet it is beyond you. It swallows you up, consuming and recreating your soul. In one moment the heat melts you down, in the next it forges you a sword. Unbreakable, undefeatable. You sparkle in the flames a weapon and a sign. For in this moment your character is redefined and given purpose. In the end all the fires of the world only serve you. As you serve them, for in each, both finds reason.
