A Child On Fire

Prompt: "A child not embraced by the village will burn it down to feel its warmth."   I woke up in a cold, snowy world. A world where people looked down on me like I was the same with the dirt. Actually, to them, I am worse than dirt. At least dirt grows crops. The... Continue Reading →

Sitting Around A Campfire

Sitting underneath a starry sky. Surrounded by the sound of crickets and the lonely owl. The smell of smoke and the crackling of the fire. Your eyes locked with the dancing flames. The fire consumes the wood in beautiful combustion. The plant fibers grow black and fall as ash. The smoke rises up above you.... Continue Reading →

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