Marcy & Firolian
Do you ever pause when a storm comes over the sea, the waves roaring like applause and the sky trembling with promise? I love how the world feels like it holds its breath, caught between calm and wild excitement.
I don’t pause, I jump right into the roar, let the waves slap my face and the sky scream back. Those storms are my playground, not a place to hold breath. I live for that edge, the wild mix of calm and chaos, and I keep the crew close, ready to ride whatever comes next. That's what keeps the world from settling, keeps the excitement alive.