Ashes aren't the only thing that burns

Chapter 1

As smoke billowed from my home, confusion and fear gripped me. I had drifted off to sleep only to awaken to a nightmare - flames dancing around me, the anguished cries of my parents echoing through the air until all fell eerily silent. Amidst the crackling of burning timber, an inexplicable shield seemed to protect me, leaving me unscathed. I tentatively reached out to touch the flames, a visceral reminder of my recklessness and lack of awareness. Scars etched into my skin, narrating a tale of folly and consequences that would forever adorn my being.Stepping through the raging inferno, I emerged from what was once my sanctuary, now reduced to smoldering ruins. The sight of my former haven reduced to ash weighed heavy on my soul as I instinctively sifted through the remnants, watching in disbelief as the ashes seemed to ignite at my touch. Panic surged through me as I hastily wiped away the burning residue, the flames inexplicably extinguishing. Doubt clouded my mind as I questioned my sanity - could I have unwittingly triggered this devastation?

As I stood amidst the remnants of my shattered reality, a whirlwind of emotions consumed me. The acrid scent of charred memories intertwined with the lingering heat of the inferno, creating a surreal atmosphere of loss and confusion. Each flickering ember seemed to whisper fragments of the past, a poignant reminder of all that once was. In the midst of devastation, a strange sense of liberation blossomed within me - the destruction of my physical abode mirrored the destruction of my old self, paving the way for rebirth from the ashes. With trembling hands and a heavy heart, I vowed to unravel the mysteries of the fire that spared me, determined to forge a new path amidst the ruins of the past.

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Hi author here, this book is a little bit different then my others this will be a short story, something to do for fun so I'll update when I can.