for the characters (e.g., a recording studio, a childhood memory)
They sat in the encroaching dark, two shadows against the steel. They began to hum, a low, vibrating chord that cut through the noise of the street. It wasn't a song of surrender. It was the sound of the door swinging open. J. Cole - Caged Bird (feat. Omen)
Omen nodded, looking toward the horizon where the orange glow was being swallowed by the grey of the towers. "A bird born in a cage thinks flying is a sickness. We’ve been sick for a long time, Jermaine." for the characters (e
He looked at the iron bars of the railing. To anyone else, they were just safety features. To him, they were the silhouette of a cage. It was the sound of the door swinging open
Jermaine stood up, the metal groaning under his boots. He felt the itch in his shoulders—not for a fight, but for flight. He looked at his pen. It wasn't a tool; it was a key.
