Unleashed by the Storm

Lightning tore through the sky but Mira's flame never wavered. Trapped in her cabin while chaos hammered

the walls, she discovered something wild. Her pen moved faster than fear itself,

transforming terror into poetry on weathered pages. Every crack of thunder became a sentence.

Every howl of wind became a verse. When dawn broke and silence wrapped around her like

a blanket, she understood. The storm hadn't come to destroy her voice.

It came to unleash it. Sometimes the universe screams at us not as punishment but

as permission to finally speak.