Felixuta - Hobbyist, Traditional Artist | DeviantArt (original) (raw)

Literature

I hate them

I fear fire. That is the one thing I'm sure of. It is not completely there, it never was solid. You can't hold onto it to make sure it is real. It burns you when you touch it, and it leaves you cold when it is not there. It can bring light and warmth, but only from a distance. But as it has power and it can destroy many things, as it is fragile in its own way and can be taken out just as easily as it burns. It is a weapon, a life source, almost the embodiment of yin and yang. It can create light, but it also creates smoke which blocks out the light. It is always both, never holding onto one definition, never simple, for me to try and understa