Flickering, striving, Always yearning For fuel and life. Burning scent floating.

Flicker, flicker, Back and forth The flame sways Ever so gently.

With just a push, With some encouragement, This small thing Can grow!

The light'd cast Would strike fear throughout. Untamed and wild It'd rampage!

Yet, now it's peaceful, Just laying in wait For that small boost. Not now though.

Flicker flicker.

~Pyro (St. John)