Inferno Bloom

(Spoken / cinematic / atmospheric)

(whispers layered)

Cherry petals… falling…

Ashes… rising…

(soft, controlled voice)

They tried to bury me in silence…

Dress me in softness…

Call me something fragile…

(pause — fire crackle)

But fire doesn’t ask permission to burn.

(deeper tone)

I didn’t become the storm…

I realized I was always the sky holding it.

(wolves faint in background)

Say my name when it gets dark—

I’m not the fear…

I’m what fear answers to.