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In this image, it is not death — but return. The woman seems to float between worlds: her body fragile, almost dissolved in darkness, but her face is calm — like someone who has already heard the call and is choosing to come back. The hand appearing from above is not a threat, but a gesture of mercy. It is not a grasp, but a touch — strong, determined, yet gentle. It is not God, not a demon, but the One who has passed through the night to remind her: “You are still here. You have not disappeared. I am holding you.”The ink of pain flows down her skin, but it does not burn — it becomes part of her new flesh, a reminder of what she has endured. The light does not blind, the darkness does not devour. Everything is mixed — and in that mixture, a chance for salvation is born. She has not yet opened her eyes. But breath is already returning.