This Fire in Me

Where there is an end, there must also be a beginning. The fires of our soul shall devour what came before. Our anger, our hurt, the ache of a burning desire just beyond our reach. All shall be consumed and turned to dust that we may be reborn. Like the phoenix, we rise from the ashes of our shattered hearts and grief to begin anew. From the flames of life, we grow wings and rise to meet our end.

From this end, we meet our beginning.

Sketched and finished in Photoshop.