The screen opens in darkness. The hum of silence.

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A flicker of light begins — faint, then growing.
A voice speaks, steady but human:

“When the exit looks easier, it’s not weakness.
It’s exhaustion.
You’ve been carrying the weight too long — the noise, the pressure, the endless race to keep up.
You stop feeling seen. You stop feeling safe. And then… you stop feeling.”

The light grows into a soft gold —
A silhouette of an angelic figure, hands open, heart glowing.

“But even in the deepest dark, something in you still wants to rise.
That spark — that’s your proof you’re not finished.
This is Heart of Tomorrow.
Light born from pain.
Warmth breaking through silence.
A reminder that you are not alone — you are rebuilding.”

Cut to scenes of hands reaching toward light, slow motion particles of gold energy expanding.

“This art isn’t just for walls.
It’s for souls trying to remember their own fire.
Every stroke, every beam — designed to ground you, strengthen you, and pull you forward.”

The camera pans closer to the artwork.
The light in the heart flares bright — a pulse.

“Hang it where silence hits hardest.
Let it anchor your space, your focus, your tomorrow.
Because peace isn’t the end, it’s the rebuild.”

Logo fades in: ArtHalls Gallery — Strength you can hang.
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