Fire
I couldn't help, but smile as the first fire crawling up the tree. i could tell the fire was happy jumping tree to tree as the other fire finally reaching the top, as she yawned when a strong wind pushed her to a tree near her.
This is a real recurring dream I have. Please analyse 'til your face turns blue :)
I am breathing the fire in, and my lungs are shouting for joy. but all is silence, and we simply stand and watch as the music and the fire work together to devour the last remnants of my house, bathing us in a white ash so pure it is blinding.
Crimson Temptress
Temptress of Sorrow where is your coral. For disaster is sure to follow. Pain and suffering. Come to all who gaze a pone your eternal beauty. Burnning with radiant disaster. Flowing all over. Turning all to ash. Tree and forest. Flesh and...
Scarlet - Chapter 1
It seems almost unfitting to begin a story with an end. But, from every ending emerges a beginning, and every beginning evokes an end. This is the circle of all things, the vicious cycle in which all living creatures are caught. This cycle grabbed me...
The Tales of HTFC - Introduction
There is also no hightown fire or ems services that i know of.
Don't give a raccoon a potion
I opened my mouth and shot fire out of it. i was breathing fire! i was so hot, when i exhaled smoke came out of my nose. there were a few scorch marks on the ceiling, but luckily i didn't burn anything too important.
And Into the Fire...
Barely a second later the air filled with mixed pistol and rifle fire, bullets ripping into the men and their dogs from different angles. the few that survived the initial fire dove for cover, frantically looking for the hidden marksmen.
Fire
It was a very cold day in January. Despite the cold outdoors it was nice and warm in the third floor of the school. For whatever reason I had noticed that while the algebra classes were very warm year round, all other classes were kept very cold. Even...
Fire
I don't know why, but Caleb kept silent vigil outside my tent. I could see the shadow cast by his hulking wolf form, breathing deeply in sleep. His ears were twitching, so I knew he was still aware of his surroundings. I wished I was capable of sleep...
Campfire Gaggle (Otherwise Untitled)
A spring in his step as he hopped down from the bucket to bound back towards the circle of folks about the fire.
burn to dirt
The imagery clouding his head brings tears to his eyes. Blood, pouring through the fields of their home, seeps to the dirt beneath him. Bodies, piled afar, lit up on firey flames, screech his name, and he knows who they are. He can only find himself...
Chapter 1: Pentagram
"fire raze!" my sword was engulfed in an aura of fire. i jumped and spiraled simultaneously as a trail of flames flowed out of my sword and burnt the creatures. "metal storm!"