I remember the terror— Embers of 25, the endless days and nights.
Winds of thousand voices roared louder than thunder. The fire burned sharper, hotter than ever, reaching sky-high, dancing to choke the air, slaughtering and devouring memories of what once was, making us to fall like ashes to the grounds.
The unexpected sacrifice left us traumatized, but it symbolize how together, we will rise, burning brighter and stronger than The Ember of 25.
I know a lot of people had suffered the lost of the fire and for those who has lost homes and memories to the fire, I'm so so sorry and I wish you hope. Just come tag me if you need anything and stay safe!