"The Thunder Within"

Born of storm and fire, his scream tore through the heavens like lightning through ancient clouds. Feathers burned and bled light, each strand of his hair a gust of wind from forgotten battles. His chest, wrapped in bone and ash, pulsed with the fury of ancestors who once sang to the sky. This was no mere cry of rage—this was a spirit unleashed, a thunderheart whose voice could awaken mountains and scatter the stars.