A slow-burning presence emerges from beneath a heavy veil, caught between concealment & confession. Crimson pushes through layers of ash and silence, suggesting the parts of ourselves we try to keep hidden but can never fully extinguish.
Along the right edge, the words read:
“he had behaved a bastard, albeit not a boring one.”
Fire in the Fog reflects the duality of human nature—the tension between who we are, who we’ve been, and what still lives beneath the surface.
