Welding is both creation and destruction, a flash of brilliance in a world that presses down like forged iron. To the unprotected eye, it's blinding, an unforgiving burst of light. Yet, through the lens, its beauty emerges, like a portal to a world with a drowning city illuminated by electric currents. The deep blues and fiery sparks cut through the industrial haze, vibrant yet suffocating, like neon reflections on rain soaked pavement. This world is heavy, unrelenting, yet within it, light struggles, flickers, and fights to be seen.