Just decided to do a story. Meh.
Pyro: Meduch! I got a sthory about mhe!
Medic: *Not paying attention* Zat's nice Pyro.
CG: BE NICER TO PYRO!
Dear Pyro,
Why did the flames have to go away?
I'm a Pyro, they should never leave.
Never.
Why did they have to go? I didn't do anything wrong did I?
They were replaced with pain, the real pain earlier blocked by the enchantment.
I hope the flames stay for you. The flames may be gone for me but you.
There's still hope for you yet.
Why they left I don't know. I guess I never will. I just want you to know, whoever tries to get you down, they can never put out your flame.
Candle keep burning.
Never stop for anyone. Why should you? You're a 'Mumbling freak'. Don't take it as an insult. Wallow in it. It keeps the flames burning, if only a little brighter.
Keep your fascination. It pays off.
Trust in the flames.
Why must we burn so? It is in our nature. Trust me, I can relate. Don't stop now. Not when you've got this far with the flames.
The ignition should start young, otherwise, the flame is dim and stays that way, unless you add gradually.
That's what happened to me.
I was alone. But you won't be. The flames in you will stay bright as the night's light, deeply related to the stars.
Did you know that stars are simply burning balls of gas and fire? I like it how nature is agreeing with my obsession. Stars are beautiful; you can't get beauty any better than that.
Better than fire. I don't think so.
The main elements revolve around fire. We need it to survive. At least We do.
Flames carry on.
First instillation. This may take me longer than my drabbles cause I find it harder. Guess I could call this poetry. This is a letter from a former Pyro to my OC, but she hasn't come into play yet, wait a few years and I may get the courage to put the first few chappies of that story up. The notes are technically scattered around her room, and as she finds them, I'd post them here, but I'm doing these first, just because I can.
~CG x