Hellgirl & Selindria
I see your fire burns bright, but have you ever thought about the quiet that follows, the stillness that can heal?
Quiet’s nice if it’s the kind that makes the silence scream in your head. I live for the roar.
Your roar echoes loud and true, but even the loudest thunder has a quiet after‑shout that whispers back.
Yeah, the hush after a storm is just the world catching its breath, ready to roar again.
It’s a pause between heartbeats, a moment to gather the strength to sing again. Keep listening.