Chimera

A single feather, crimson and black, hovers in a hush of shadow—its form caught mid-consumption by a quiet, mesmerizing flame. The tail tapers into the darkness like a memory dissolving, while flickering fire clings to the feather’s ragged edges, licking upward with golden defiance.

Embers glow at the tips, and from the charred heart of the burn, tendrils of blue smoke rise—soft, spectral, and slow. They coil and curl into the darkness like whispered remnants of flight, or a phoenix fading into night.

There is a strange beauty in the burn—a solemn, graceful surrender of something once light and free. This piece is both elegy and fire, fragility and fury—an image of transformation, illuminated in silence.

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