Ascensa: Seven Stars Ascending

They wake up in the quiet. Same ceilings, same cracked paint. Seven hearts in

a basement, while hiding all the way. Promises in coffee cups.

Dreams drowning in the sink. They told themselves tomorrow, then watched them

down the brink. They put their armor on. They show us they are tough,

even when the world said they weren't good enough. I know they heard the no.

I know they felt the sting. But we were in the crowd waiting for the

king. The desert was so long. The water was so low.

But look at the seven stars starting to glow. They are ascensa. They're the hearts