Aurum Ascending
Reflection
In the depths of darkness, a figure emerges, shrouded in mystery.
Golden tendrils dance around her, like ethereal flames that flicker with an otherworldly light.
Her face, a serene mask, belies the turmoil that surrounds her.
The gold, a symbol of transformation, wraps around her like a shroud, binding her to the shadows.
Yet, in its grasp, she finds freedom.
The darkness is not an end, but a beginning, a threshold to a realm where the alchemy of self is forged.
As the gold seeps into her being, it whispers secrets of the soul, awakening a power that has long lain dormant.
She is reborn, her essence transmuted, as the aurum ascends, carrying her spirit on its wings.