Her Name is Fire

Sparks and Poetry

This is a story of a girl who raises her glass to the sky, to the souls who savor the wonders of being alive.

In the wake of her fall, she stands up on a shaking ground and flutters slowly with her broken wings. It is in that moment of waning that she found her strength. There in the darkness, the Light seeks her, rescues her.

It is when nothing’s left of her that she collects the ashes of her dreams in a fragmented cistern. Watch her create a world out of the dusts of her fantasies.

She may look like a delicate flame but her name is spelled fire. Let her burn. See her blaze and then watch her being born back into the fight.


Sparks and Poetry



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