Fire rained down, burning all that it touched, destroying lives and laughter and, with that, hope. And yet the Earth stood firm, unrelenting, dousing all flames and never letting go of the last of the hope- a simple spark, but a spark nothenless.
And yet, within the Earth there was a Jewel, bright and strong. And the Jewel knew that even the stone- cold Earth could not defeat Fire- colud not douse all flames.
And so, the jewel passed on, taking Fire with it, leaving Earth behind to salvage what it could.
For many days and many nights the Jewel went on, losing Fire in the wilderness. And still the Jewel went on. The Sun and The Moon came and went, and still the Jewl journeyed on.
And then the Jewel found itself at a gate.
And the Jewel passed through.