A human figure rises from fire—not as a victim, but as living flame. The dark backdrop intensifies the glow of the blaze that surrounds them, as if the soul itself were being forged in the heat of the unspeakable. Born in Flames is not merely a title—it’s a ritual of becoming.
I am not the one who writes,
I am the one who burns.
Each verse is ash from a fire
that asks no permission.
The word does not belong to me,
it pierces through me.
And in that trembling,
I am born.
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