I am the embodiment of the greatest arsonistic desire.
A forgotten covenant, always unspoken.
I am a silhouette painted with a million words in charred spaces.
The complete opposite of stoic fragmentation, I abide by no human rules. I've been a lit candle and burning incense... I am the warmest of hearths and a forest in flames.
I am human myself and I can't be put out.
It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.