Fire
Spreading a soft light upon the room's four solid walls
spreading warmth across her bare skin
Legs
Feet
Arms
Face
It burns
It burns, it scorches, it incinerates
It dances in the night
The day
Leaping up off the ground
Clawing as the trees, whose leaves are far out of reach
Grasping at the clouds, whose soft edges fall height above the fire's tallest flame
Tearing away at the sky, the air, the earth
Forever
Forever
But this fire
Wavering
Suffocating
Climbs no higher than the ceiling
Engulfs no more than the burnable bits of stone and ash inside the room
The glow of flames dances upon her face gently
Toned down from its epic power
Turned away from its own un-relinquishing destruction
Broken
She blinks
The only spark in her eyes the reflection of smoldering embers on the ground
The only flame in her heart the heat of the fire that warms her eternally frozen body
Pale
Weak
Dying
Broken
No sound
No noise, no clamor, no interruptions
No interruptions
Her soft lips move
Whispering
Speaking
Shouting
Screaming
Silence
The fire burns
The fire wards
The fire loves
The fire destroys
But only when the fire is not broken
She blinks again and stares at the sky beyond the burnt stone ceiling
The stars twinkle, they shine, they glimmer
Each a cosmic ball of flaming gas
(fire)
each beautiful
each magnificent beyond human reason
the moon
its wicked face glowing down upon the beautiful, stealing their beauty
shining in the knight like a great wicked beacon for the spirits to follow to oblivion
beautiful
she knows it is beautiful,
though all is hidden, she knows it is beautiful
the fire cracks
the wood splinters
it is dying
she shivers
cold
frozen not by the bitter cold of desert nights
but by this ice age of a time when people don't talk
when people don't hold hands
when people don't even care
and by this life
in this house
alone
with a broken fire
and a broken existence
broken
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Lexaeus: I have a theory about this 'emo'.
Zexion: What is it?
Lexaeus: E stand for evil, M stands for manipulative, and O stands for ominous.
Zexion: Then that means I am extremely emo.
Lexaeus: Indeed you are, Zexion.
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Lexaeus: I have a theory about this 'emo'.
Zexion: What is it?
Lexaeus: E stand for evil, M stands for manipulative, and O stands for ominous.
Zexion: Then that means I am extremely emo.
Lexaeus: Indeed you are, Zexion.
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The world would be better off if adults would just go back to kindergaten
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Lexaeus: I have a theory about this 'emo'.
Zexion: What is it?
Lexaeus: E stand for evil, M stands for manipulative, and O stands for ominous.
Zexion: Then that means I am extremely emo.
Lexaeus: Indeed you are, Zexion.
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