Damian is unpredictably wild. You might catch his piercing eyes through tree silhouettes, confusing it for flame. He wants to shake the tree branches and tremble the earth. He is unasked, unheeded, rumor of war. At his best, he wants to tear down the structures that no longer serve us. At his worst, he is furious and tears it down without the discernment. He wants to stomp and swoop, careen across a dance floor and make all the girls swoon. He also happens to want to do all of these things without messing up his make-up.