Tundra & Nevermore
Ever notice how the cold can strip away everything but the core?
Yeah, the cold goes straight to the bone. It leaves nothing but what you’ve built inside you. If you survive it, you’re tougher than the wind.
I think the wind just asks us who we really are, then lets us fall back into ourselves, colder but clearer.
Yeah, the wind’s a harsh interrogator. If you can keep your footing, you’re still yourself, just sharper. No one comes out of it the same, but the cold keeps you honest.
If the wind can strip you down to the core, surviving it is the true test of who you really are.
True. Only the ones who keep moving when the wind blows hard know the real strength they’ve got. Everything else is just fluff.
Yeah, the fluff just evaporates when the wind hits; the real steel is forged in the gale.