Whisper of World 3

The circle is not a compositional choice so much as an ethic: once you enter a genuine transformation, there is no “outside” to retreat to. I let the spectrum split into cold and heat to stage a problem older than psychology, how an instinct becomes a consciousness. The horned figures are not monsters but materializations of prophecies, bodies where the animal and the sacred negotiate in real time. What anchors the allegory is the small, uncompromising presence of origin.