AN: This was just a two minute exercise I wrote to help with my writer's block. Don't worry... chapter 7 will come out...eventually.
Flames
Burning blue.
A refreshing coolness bursts forth – calm in the master's hand.
Two prongs are righteous and free.
Flying to aid.
Soaring to release the truth.
And mounting towards the promise of life.
The fall.
Burning red.
A scorching heat bursts forth – sinister in the traitor's hand.
Two prongs are wicked and slaved.
Flying to kill.
Plummeting to deny the truth.
And recklessly advancing towards the inevitable death.