I speak from the blue, calm, steady, like open sky. I bring what I know, offer it plainly, with the quiet clarity that feels like truth. But then, without warning, red erupts. It crashes through the centre, hot, loud, jagged, like I’ve lit a fuse I didn’t know was there, like my words, meant as sharing, have somehow become a weapon in someone else’s storm. I stand, blinking in the heat of it, singed by their fury, searching backwards through my steps what did I do? But this i