The First Mate
The cold expanded, my chest the only thing left standing against the sudden icy chill that shook me.
"No!" The fourth voice. Deep and melodic, it sent a shiver through me as he called my name like a sorrow filled song.
A final light bloomed, hovering in front of me.
It didn't spark.
The fire raged in warning and I reached for the spark, asking it come to me.
It ignited, blazing brighter and shot straight for me.
I let it collide, sparking on impact and the fire died, suffocated by a gust of icy cold winds, splashed with sparks of lights.
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