Fire's pov
Its unbearable , fire everywhere as far as my eyes go I see fire .
I am on my knees I can't take the pain anymore , dying is better than
But I'll never know .
Being a element is painful no one knows it better than me . I wanted water all my life , but she never came .
My hope is gone and I end the search .
I look at sky above and pray to god for a miracle , I know I have done it before and it will not work .
God is ruthless , he takes , takes and takes never gives .
In shattered hope I look down .
I can see a figure of a girl , she has beautiful blue hair and a perfectly carved body , each curve on the right places , her glisning blue eyes shine brighter than ever . She is wearing a blue sun dress not much long though up to her knees , her red plum lips open close as she comes near .
There is something on the ground , before I can see it my eyes close and I am consumed with myself .
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Creation of love
Short StoryFire , burning rage , covered in thirst need for one thing water . Water , poweful in need of love What happens when the both meet ? Does there love flourish , or become another tragedy ... Read to find out ☺️
