The crackling light that glows in a dark room,

The gas that can melt you into a crisp.

The thing everyone is scared of-

Except me.

I don’t get why they dislike it,

Why they have an entire job to stop it in it’s path.

I don’t get why they flea when it catches their sight,

Leaving everything behind.

The beautiful light,

The warm feeling it makes,

The nice smell of smoke,

Like you’re right next to...

What’s so damning about flames, is how beautiful they are before consuming you.

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As a tyke, they warned me to stay clear of the fiery boy. “Don’t let the charming smile fool you” they said. “They all burn us.” But instead of frolicking with my sisters in the snow that never bit, I’d crouch in secret and observe the boy aflame.

I watched him try to build sno...

Have you ever wanted to touch something really bad? You know you shouldn’t, but there is an urge, it hurts but it feels so good.

Have you ever pinched yourself to feel the pain? Have you ever slit your wrists, feeling the tingling sensation before the fire rushes up, blood gushing as it falls to the floor in circular splats?

You know you shouldn’t enjoy the sting of a cold blade, or the burn of ...

The brick fireplace was my favourite place in the world. Flames always danced in front of my face, sparkling in my eyes. Heat radiated off my face, making me sweat.

It was warm, but it felt good. The light burnt my eyes, but I liked it.

It wasn’t enough, though. It’s never enough. I need more. More. More!

I never remember what happens. First it was the stable. Then the house. And now school.

W...

When they learned that they had the ability to create flames with little more than a flick of their wrist, of course they’d fall in love.

The warmth claims them just as they claim it, and it’s a testament to their practicing that they can control the fires they create now. No others have had this sort of ability in the past.

Some may call it sinful, some may call it evil, but the Azar family kno...

The flames licked the side of the house, turning its beautiful chestnut walls to a charcoal black. The smoke rose into the air in a billowing cloud, filling the air with its scent. The loud cracks of the fire brought about screams from bystanders. People were terrified of the flames.

It made Roy laugh. How could anyone be afraid of such a beautiful sight? Hidden from the view of bystanders or the...

She stared at the hovering orange ball in her hand. It licked the air as she soothed a story of the sun, and a day that had once seemed it would never end. Her dad had still held her hand through the fields, quietly worried that she would run off, yet let her run off anyway, as long as she stayed close. The Sun scared away the shadows, and even the forests edge seemed safer in the day. As long...

A twinkle. A spark in the brown of an eye. More lovely than the warmth of a mother's breast. More hope lays in you, than in any lover's love.

You tease, a nervous twitch. A tender warm lick. Then sloooow, to a flick of a lispy tongue. A plume of greyed breath rises to the occasion. It tickles my nose. You twist and twirl like a pole dancer. Impressive, with a rustic charm.

You curl a pointy fi...

The mental blaze consumed him faster than the physical fire ever could. The obsession, the pull towards the heat as the flames grew height and hotter. No one knew how it began, only the consequences that followed. As the lights grew brighter in the outside world the ignition inside grew dim....

Oh my God I love fire! The beauty of it, the beautiful glow of the flames, so much that I want to light everything on fire....