Ascendant

In the depths of a world both worn and worn down, a silhouette stands, dwarfed by the grandeur above. The figure ascends, a colossus of light, piercing the veil of the mundane. With outstretched arms, it embraces the heavens, a bridge between the earthly and the divine. The path behind is littered with the remnants of a bygone era, a testament to the relentless march of time. Yet, in this moment, time stands still, as the smaller figure gazes upon the ascendant form, a reflection of potential, a promise of transcendence. Here, in this convergence of the diminutive and the sublime, lies the essence of our own journey – to rise, to soar, to become.