Her hair as blonde as the jewel amber,
Her eyes as red as the sun
Her pale skin having a glow,
She can't be a chosen one
If they shall love her,
their hearts will burn.
She'll singe their wombs,
but will burn away the hurt.
My name is Charlotte Flame, and this is how I came to be.
I always enjoyed the warmth. Who couldn't? When I woke up in the volcano, I had no idea what had happened but that this was the best I had felt in a long time. I jumped into the magma apparently without thinking, and swam around like it was just a pool. I laughed, my hair flowing around me in a fiery bladed mess.
I walked outside into the cold, growling. I hated snow. Flames bursts from the ends of my dress, flapping around me as I walked. Nobody noticed me, I could tell already. I laughed at the thought of finally doing what I wanted. It hadn't bothered me that much.
I went down an alley, walking in red boots set ablaze. In the corner, my light showed his face, a smirk on the face of two sullen in cheeks. He wore all black, and blank rings settled around his dark eyes. I wondered over to him curiously. He had taken notice and turn to face me, his arms outstretched to place on my shoulders.
"Mm, what a beautiful creature.. so alight... your one of a kind dear..." I shrugged my shoulders away from him and stared him directly in the eyes.
"Don't even."
"A girl with an attidue.. I like that.." He smirked, placing his hand son him hips, his fingers slowly crawling down, down..
Flames bursted from my hips, but he never moved his hands away. He pulled me close and kissed me deeply as I tried to push him away from me.. trying to escape. He just laughed and continued doing it.
"Mm.. I'm bringing you home with me.." I closed my eyes, just giving up and let him rip my orange corset with flames on it off, kissing my chest gently, pulling my thin stomach against his...