#BORN We Are: They Burned The Truth To Hide The Future.

But the ashes remember. Every lie leaves smoke that clings to stone, every silence stains the air with screams. The streets are empty, yet they walk with shadows— the forgotten, the silenced, the ones who saw. And in the ruins, an eye opens: not of flesh, but of memory. It watches, unblinking, holding every flame that tried to erase the past. You cannot scorch vision. You cannot silence witness. The future is born from embers, and the fire you set will light the path back to you. Because truth does not die in flames. It waits. It smolders. It rises. And when it rises, it does not forgive.