The chicken had been taught too many lessons. Each one hardened her, until she turned into a stone at the heart of the flock.
She learned to live by the rule of survival of the fittest—sharp beak, sharper instincts. But the same world that shaped her eventually cast her into the flames, expecting her to burn.
Instead, she evolved.
From ashes and feathers, something new emerged. Not a lesson. Not a survival trick. A transformation.
This piece captures the moment just before destruction becomes rebirth. The chicken, the stone, the fire, the evolution.