Dal lato sbagliato del paradiso, dal lato giusto dell’infernoWrong Side of Heaven, Righteous Side of Hell
01La falena si avvicina al Sergente, sussurrando: “Ho parlato con Dio oggi… sembrava… imbarazzata.”Moth flutters close to Sarge, whispering, "I spoke to God today... she seemed... ashamed."
02Sergente, elmo leggermente ammaccato, ruggisce: “Non siamo eroi, falena. Solo consumati, in piedi, a cuore aperto.”Sarge, helmet slightly dented, rumbles, "We’re no heroes, moth. Just worn, standing wide open."
03Dietro di loro, ali ombrose a metà piegate — intrappolate tra il sacro e il caduto, indecise su che lato stare.Behind them, shadowed wings half folded — caught between holy and fallen, unsure which side to stand.
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Three-panel micro-comic: Panel 1 shows scruffy Moth with luminous yellow bulb glowing, hovering near Sarge’s round pebble head clad in a worn helmet. Panel 2 depicts Sarge, voice soft but firm, with the moth’s wings dimmed behind. Panel 3 widens the view, showing fractured light casting long shadows, Moth’s huge dark wings folding, embodying the war-torn soul’s struggle between heaven and hell.
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