Hope made by flames

Soul milled by suffering and a life in ruin. After a disaster in your heart there is a change. Your manifestation becomes exacerbated, pain gripes gestures and becomes a symbol of your life. You spend your life around this event, rarely realizing that there is hope.

When a trace of hope begins to emerge in your soul, reality becomes a more pleasant place, a place that is no longer crushed by pain. Although you start to hope, believe it can be better, in the depths of your heart you feel that part of you has broken for eternity.

Hope is consumed by flames and life covered by a cloud of impenetrable smoke. The apparent desire becomes a phantasm and you realize that the universe can collapse at any moment.