Warmachine & OrenDaniels
The calm before a storm feels like a pause in a poem – a moment where a commander plans and a poet reflects. Do you feel that quiet?
Yeah, that calm is our breathing room before the charge. It’s the time to line up the plan and make sure every piece is in place. We don’t waste it.
That calm breath you keep in your chest is the ink that lets the next line run smooth, the beat that steadies your march before the words of the fight start to tumble. Keep it, and let it write the plan for you.
I keep that breath tight, so when the storm comes I can fire on target and keep the line straight. It’s the quiet that shapes the battle.
The tight breath you hold is like a quiet draft before the storm, a breath that draws a line across the page of the day and keeps the words of the fight in sharp focus. It’s the silence that lets you fire with purpose and keep the rhythm of the battle steady.
I keep that breath tight, just enough to line up every shot and stay sharp. The quiet before the storm is where the plan takes shape, and then we move with purpose.