I’m jealous of the flame. It burns bright with passion, then simmers out beautifully with grace. Flames have integrity. It brings warmth to whomever it touches, mesmerizes the eyes, fills the soul, provides refuge in the dark. Fire gives, and fire takes away.

You’ll find no flame here.

No, there’s no jealousy here. No desire, no dancing in the moonlight, no passion, no warmth, no…you’ll find no flame here.

Here is where you’ll find the forgotten shards of glass, waiting patiently for the unlucky soul who will shatter it completely. Here you’ll find lies in the jagged reflection, here you’ll find a quick pain for every mistep. Mistrust and fear is what you will find here on every corner.

You will find no flames here, just everlasting glass. It will attempt to sparkle and shine like a glimmer of hope but please don’t be mistaken. No flames.


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