Exhaustio

by totallyswifted

Fire can help people. It can cook food and warm icy fingers, in the depths of winter. We wouldn't survive without it. But fire can also create chaos. It burns right throg ugh skin, bone muscle. It can melt metals. It can ruin entire countries, throwing them into a mass of demolition, and death. The best thing about it is that I can control both.

1. Prologue

Sometimes things surprise you. They jump out at you and what you originally think won't affect your life that much ends up flipping your entire world upside down. It will throw everything into a whirlwind of destruction, not allowing escape and only calming once the problem is completely and utterly extinguished.

So many things are different to me now. Colours have changed their meaning, sounds keep bringing me back to places I never want to see. Guilt is the hardest one. So many things have been destroyed because of me. Burned straight to the ground. The death that surrounds me and my group is absolutely unbearable.

The worst part of it all is that I'm going to keep getting smothered by death and flame until the day I die. There's no way out of it. No matter how close escape seems, it's always seperated by an invisible wall of pain. No way to get in, and certainly no way to get out.

I guess I'll just have to burn it to the ground.