Towards the Horizon, Under NEON Lights
The person arrives in a city that never slows down. Loud, crowded, impossible to fully understand. This city is their life. Everything moves fast, too fast, demanding strength without offering explanations. They walk alone. Because truth cuts deep, and some paths are meant to be faced in silence. Friends fade, lies remain. Behind them, miles of battles survived. Ahead, a world ruled by twisted rules. Rain falls. They walk on water. Hard moments don’t pull them under, they shape them. Scars still speak, but there is no regret. The fire is owned. In the night, whispers try to distract them. Shadows attempt to take control, but their power fades. The person changes direction and walks straight into life, unafraid. The music rises. They stop reacting and start owning the moment. The fire inside takes over. The beat becomes identity. From the top of a towering building, the entire city lies below. A full view of the past, the mistakes, the growth. Then they descend and k...