The night; deep, black and filled with dark, disastrous thoughts of lost souls. The spirit is numb, twitchy, spinning out of control. All hope is lost in the darkness. Then, from a distant depth, a faint hope is kindled. A renewed energy, thought lost, begins to emerge. The match has been struck! Anticipation builds – could this glimmer be the birth of a new direction? Clawing their way up through the turbulent darkness, dreams and hopes break through the surface with a heart-wrenching scream! The soul has been reborn…

The journey begins. First the surge of raw energy; a mix of hope, hesitation and adrenaline -filled anticipation, sending out a ripple into the darkness like a search light on dark seas, looking desperately for survivors. And something responds. A beaten beast, chained too long in the shadows, raises it’s head from the blackness, fuelled only with the faintest hope. The creature, seizing on this offer of light, charges blindly for it, no option left to it but to rise, rise, RISE! Fuelled, it’s head now exposed from the depths, it’s intentions are now sure and stern – they are once again clearly visible on a face turned straight into the sun. Radiating from the eye, that which was only a glimmer of hope, is now a roaring fire, racing forward. It will not be contained.

The beast is unleashed! See the inner ‘TRANSITION’ from darkness into glorious light as the beast takes on strength, colour and, eventually acceptance. The intention is now set…