STIRRING ICY EMBERS

The frost clings to the edges of his spirit, a brittle shell that cracks under the weight of forgotten pain. Each sigh is a shard of ice, a testament to the glacial chill that has woven its way within him. But even in this wasteland of desolation, read more a spark remains. A flicker of defiance, a whisper of hope that refuses to be extinguished. I