Novel & Cerita I Sit Beside The Fire And Think

I told Kiki as I sat next to a campfire. Dawn wasn’t far away, so I could afford to sleep for a few minutes. I told myself as I closed my eyes.

Atticus' POV The night was cooler than last night. The sound of my men chatting lightly fades as I stare at the fire and listen to the flames crackle. I enjoy the warmth of the flames against my skin, and the way the flames seem to dance, it's almost hypnotizing. I feel myself relaxing as I drown everyone out with the flames... That was until a certain annoying Beta plops down beside me, his shoulder bumping me, jarring me from my peaceful little bubble.

Chapter 65: A Mother's Sacrifice The fire crackled quietly and threw fluttering shadows on the trees. The night was quiet but my mind was anything but. I sat with my back to a fallen log, my cloak tightened around me, the flames dancing in my eyes. The heat barely reached the chill lodged deep in my chest. Because I allowed myself to think of them for the first time in days. My babies.

I get lost in my thoughts, and before I know it, I realize the sun is starting to rise. I stand up and walk over to the window. The whole forest is quiet and peaceful, and I almost can't believe I'm about to light a fire that will destroy everything.

I struck a flint against a rock, and after several tries, a spark finally caught, igniting the pile of leaves and twigs and sending a small flame flickering into life. I sat back down on the rock, feeling the warmth of the fire against my skin. The forest was silent around me, and I could feel the weight of its emptiness pressing down on me. As I sat there, watching the flickering flames of the fire, I felt a deep sense of loneliness and isolation. What was I doing? Different thoughts filled my head throughout the night. With a deep breath, I settled down onto the hard ground, wrapping my jacket tightly around me. The fire crackled and danced, casting a warm glow over my face.

Thought began to drift away, but before I knew what I was doing, I grabbed the picture and a Zippo lighter. I wasn't mad at her but I was mad at the moment, mad at myself. It was as if I made a bad mistake thinking back at her picture. The flames flickered and crackled in the fire pit. I sat on the edge of my seat, looking down in the fire and looking down at the paper as it burnt. The fire became a steady burn radiating in my chest as I pushed more in that I had found Into the fire using a poker stick. Look into it a little deeper and think for a moment that I almost sold myself to my pain, I swallowed hard.

“…you.” I sat cautiously across from the fire pit, watching as the flames cast trembling shapes over the glassy walls. An ice cracked in the distance and the sound shook my bones. I swallowed, turning my gaze from outside the cave's mouth to Astraeus who sat silently across from me, staring into the fire.

West of the border, somewhere small, a man was sitting by a fire he built himself and thinking. I did not know yet what he would do when he finished.

Instead, I just sit. I sit, and I burn.

JASMINES POV I sat beside the crackling fire, my arms wrapped around my body beneath the cloth that lay over my shoulder. My eyes followed his every move, just to ensure I wasn’t just prey to him. I didn’t want to be taken unaware, so I clung onto a stick that I picked up when he wasn’t looking. “Brendon,” I muttered as my eyes left him for the first time, searching the environment for any sign of a living being. “Are you sure this place is safe?” I asked.