A/N: This isn't my poem! I got it from Quizilla. To see a picture of Kasai go here: htt p/s161. phot obu cket. com/albums/t224/squirrelluver2?actionview¤tfire. jpg
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Silent Screams Prologue
The Fire
Burning white-hot,
The flame dances and laughs,
Its bright orange clothes fit loosely and freely,
Its warm fire-breath licks our faces,
It belches out glowing fire-drops,
And it drinks the air like wine.
Fuel shrivels and goes,
Ash in a furnace,
It munches constantly,
The heat growing, increasing,
The heat-haze wavers,
It peaks and dances all the more.
Then the fuel seems gone,
The air drunk of all oxygen,
And slowly but surely, the flames die down.
The dance does dwindle,
The laughter turns to whispers,
And the flames are robbed of their red-hot crown.
They diminish, they fall,
They shrink and they descend,
Until the flames collapse in a smouldering ruin,
A mountain of ashes, a memorial to the dead,
It sits so quietly, its remnants on view.
Kasai was that fire. She burned so brightly until she finally died out. So here she is, walking to Suna, hair blue and eyes gold. Her bloodline trait from her demon grandmother gave her the power to control fire. Everytime she used her strongest fire her hair turned to blue and her eyes gold. They were originally and normally redish orange. After her family was killed she basically did what she wanted. Kasai seemed like a happy girl, but inside she was sad. That day she burned the whole clan's homes down and left. With her silver heaven sword in hand, she walked to the gates of Suna, ready for a new life.