Inferno captures the moment when everything feels like it is burning at once, crashing into you like waves, yet you keep moving through it. The flames rise, the water above your eyes, press close, and threaten to swallow the figure, but there is a stubborn motion in the body, a refusal to stay still inside the fire, deep in the water. Moving.
The setbacks, the emotional breaks, the long seasons where nothing makes sense, and the slow realization that “wholeness” is not a single destination. It is a cycle. A return. A rebuilding.
