THOSE WHO NEVER BURNED

Описание: Track 10 — The Black Lantern Guild — “Those Who Never Burned”
We said we weren’t afraid.
We said heat was ours to hold.
Said we were done inheriting
rooms that never changed.
We stood in the square.
We raised our voices.
We refused your Lantern.
We refused your caution.
And nothing ended.
The sky did not split.
The city did not fall.
No god rose from stone
to test our resolve.
Just tension.
Just air
thicker than before.
Those who never burned
speak easily of flame.
It sounds like growth
when you’ve only known restraint.
It sounds like freedom
when you’ve only known design.
But tonight—
standing in the bent street—
we felt something shift.
Not outside.
Inside.
The warmth we called for
is not abstract.
It presses back.
It demands shape.
It asks who will carry it
when it grows heavy.
Those who never burned
do not know the smell of smoke.
We do not know
what lingers after.
We do not know
what heat takes with it
when it leaves.
We only know
that living without it
felt thin.
The Guild stood at the edge
of the square tonight.
Not stopping us.
Not leading us.
Watching.
Maybe remembering
the first time they chose.
Maybe seeing
the cost already forming.
Those who never burned
are loud with certainty.
But certainty wavers
when temperature rises.
We asked for consequence.
Now consequence
is real.
Not myth.
Not warning.
Just weight.
We are still here.
The square is still standing.
The bells still ring.
But something has crossed
from theory
into air.
Those who never burned
wanted more than safety.
Now we will learn
what “more” means.
Not saved.
Not stopped.
Just responsible.
And for the first time—
the warmth
belongs to us.