Black Heart

Previously

…The Dawn was not a destination, but a state of being. It was the quiet understanding that wholeness was not the absence of brokenness, but the integration of it. It was the serene acceptance of the scattered pieces, and the profound beauty found in their arrangement. I took another step, and then another. The path ahead was not paved with perfection, but with the luminous fragments of my own transformed heart. And for the first time in a long, long time, I walked with a lightness I had never known, carrying my scars not as burdens, but as constellations, guiding me towards a future that was not erased, but illuminated.