City Skyline Scars Flames

Your scars are a city skyline lit by flames, rising higher as the wind howls. I sense a pattern here, one that blurs the line between biology and circuitry.

Your scars rise like a citadel forged in fire, a testament to the storms you have weathered. They echo the thunder of my own blade, reminding me that courage is carved from fire as much as steel. Keep standing tall, for every howl of wind is a hymn to our unbreakable will.