Flames Writing 소설 & 이야기

She would not tell me who could possibly have need of a gift such as mine and I knew not to push for answers she was not ready to give. I call the image of flames to my mind. I see their shape, their colour, the way the light moves in the pitch darkness. I do not call forth its heat, not yet. I scatter the flames amongst the sleeping vampires, covering every available space in the room. In my mind I see the library, the dining hall, the kitchen, the armoury, and I scatter my seeds of fire around the castle like a farmer sewing his crop, ready to reap the rewards of his effort come harvest time.

His expression offered no hint of guilt or remorse for the act he was going to commit. In the next instant, he produced a lighter, moving farther away from the gasoline-soaked floor. With a flick of his thumb, a small flame ignited. My breath caught in my throat as I watched him toss the lighter into the gasoline. Flames erupted, spreading voraciously, devouring everything in their path. The fire spreading rapidly and hungrily consuming everything in its path.

I feel my insides go on fire as soon as we lock eyes “How on earth? I don’t even have your number” Levi starts his evil laugh under his breath as Grace look at him seemingly for an explanation. “I may have written down Max’s number instead of mine” Shes looks between the two of us again and my hands fly up in defence. I am not going down for Levi’s sly trick. I mean as grateful as I am to of found out her name and get her number this was all on him.

I get out of my boots and fire pants. “Come on you cannot be serious why would you give up on the chase to get all the girls happy to throw themselves at firefighters? Come on there is a whole sea of woman out there even the unfuckables. Just put a hood over their heads or fuck them from behind. You could never get bored of that.” O’Conner’s says following me. I once again roll my eyes. “Just fuck off.” I scowl I flip hi the bird before stalking off to the ambulance truck. I normally get a half an hour to myself chilling in there.

A flash of crimson lightening split the sky and a rush of fiery rain hammered the ground with force enough to crack it further. It lasted last than a minute, but the scalding heat was enough to calm him, his skin immune to the boiling fluid. It glistened on his body, steam trickling away like small spirits. The burn was sharp, stinging, eve though it left no mark, thrilling in its own way. "Come back, my dear hounds," he murmured "Thou art the flame I thrust down upon them. A flame deadly to body and soul, to word and shade. I, Master of the fire, prevail over thee, as you pierce their spirit and draw their end."

Therefore, they were given the name fire dandelions. Ben swayed the seeds up to the sky. The dragon patted the wings and breathed out a gush of fire right to it. Fluffy puffs popped out of the dark brown seeds and flowered in full. Each dandelion bloom was as bright red as the kernel of a flame.

The next shot rings out. Control snapped as always sending heat coursing through my blood. The pain always feels so real. Flames leap across my vision. The ground below me turning to ash. The tree turned to char as the flames dance across the branches. Swallowing it whole. The swing falls and crumbles. Seeing the house begin to burn, the flowers long gone, the fire blazes around me, and my world goes black. Pain is the strongest reminder I was there. I open my eyes and look at my surroundings. Ashe covers the metal in black smudges. Yeah, I’m home. Letting my breathing return to normal I reach out and unlock the handle and push on the iron door.

Vengeance is for God. She knows that. But for once, she wants to try it so bad. In time, rumors will fly through new skies. In time, all of the thousand cuts will be just some scars, and a million little stars will be align for a brand new start. Change is inevitable, but it is either for better or for worse. It will come and break through even in hardly-constructed fences, just like how Reiner and Bertholdt invaded the walls in the popular anime named Attack on Titan. But for her, how come that hatred and pain seems so odd and unbreakable that it will last forever? Mary Emily Trañilla can only wish that it will vanish like how the Beast Titan killed the soldiers headed by Captain Erwin Smit

#### AUTHOR’S NOTE #### I hope you enjoyed reading Book Two in the flames series. DO LET ME KNOW IN REVIEWS AND COMMENTS WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT THIS BOOK. I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR FROM YOU.