It hurts.
My vision keeps going foggy...
Everything turned red, and now all I see is grey.
Like smoke.
And I can hear their screams, even when I can't see them.
"Help me!"
"Help..."
Help.
I'm sweating.
Too warm.
I can't breath.
Everytime I try...
It just hurts more.
My heart...
It can't slow down.
If it does...
It will stop.
Someone help.
No.
Don't help me.
I'm a monster.
Isnt that right?
That's why you're leaving me to die.
Why else would you do this to me?
Has no one noticed I'm dying?
Ah hah~ Well, I deserve this, don't I?
But still...
It hurts that no one cares.
It hurts...
Just kill me, da?
Written from Russia's perspective of the current fires.
Thankfully, they've nearly halved due to the temperature drop. I hope they will soon stop completley! D: