In the heart of darkness, I met myself —
not the version shaped by ease, but the one forged in silence and flame.
Suffering did not steal my light; it revealed its depth.
Even death, in its stillness, whispers of renewal.
Beauty is not the absence of shadow, but the grace with which we walk through it
Work in progress, on a strong client from Switzerland.
Reference by Mystherion
Thomas Carli Jarlier 