it crackles, it sputters, it snaps, pops, sizzles.
it ignites, it sparks, it flares, scorches, blasts.
it's scarlet red, it's light, gold.
it's ashes grey, it's dark, charcoal.
it's all that i see amid chaos.
i flare, i damage, i burn everything to the ground.
i'm scarlet, i'm gold, ashes, and darkness.
and it's all that he sees when i'm around.
it burns, it hurts, it ruins, destroys.
it's the flames, the embers, the smoke.
it burns, it burns, it hurts.
make it stop.
please.
make it.
stop.
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Beings of Chaos | James Potter
FanfictionIn which James Potter is a pyromaniac and realizes there is something more scorching than Lily's red locks. because if Lily's bright hair were a burning flame, Ella's blazing blue eyes would be found at its centre, where everything turns to ash...