He stares wildly with eyes transfixed upon the flame as the match is lit. His pyromania needs being fulfilled as he throws the match upon the dried leaves in the middle of the forest. He watches and his lips twist up in a wicked smile as the flames engulf the dried up piles of leaves in the middle of the clearing. He walks closer to his creation watching the flames begin to fly in the sky. It is an asstounding sight that fills his soul with the same heat as the fire provides to the surrounding area. He pulls his phone out and starts snapping photos. He walks around as if the flames are are posing for him modeling their exotic wares. He is eager to capture this moment like a souvenier you might get from a roller coaster ride with the same adrenaline rush. It is time to leave but this memory will be with him for the rest of his life like the pictures.