JAGGED OBJECTS and BREAKABLE THINGS

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Ice sat on the head of the campfire but kept her distance from the fire. Her clothes will melt in the temperature. Her silver frost covered dress and pale white complexion was a contrast to the dark woods where she meets with her siblings. Her hair is black but when you look closely you’ll see that it’s midnight blue.

 

Unlike Ice, Blaze her brother lingers and feeds on the light of the campfire. His hair is bright red with hints of orange in them; his eyes are blue and have a golden skin. Playing with the fire Blaze did, throwing twigs and dry leaves into it which makes Earth their brother frown but didn’t say anything.

 

Earth has a long brown hair with dried leaves and twigs stuck in them. He is wearing a tunic and brown pants that look likes mud. His eyes are deep green that made you drown in them if you stare too much. His skin is tanned, like a farmer’s skin that was exposed on the sun too often.

 

Storm hasn’t arrived yet; their sister was as mercurial as ever, no one can predict what she will do. Last gathering she was the first to arrive and now she’s running late but one thing is for sure she’ll be here. All of them vowed to do this gathering.

 

Rustling not far away from the meadow was heard. Earth nodded to Blaze and Ice. Storm has entered Earth’s realm and is on her way. After a few seconds the rustling became louder and a whirlwind came into view and when it stopped from spinning and their silver eyed, gray haired sister came striding down to her seat. Her skin is almost translucent, papery sometimes depending on her mood.

 

“You’re late” Blaze stood up, fire crackling from his feet.

 

“Time is inconsequential when you’re an immortal my brother and besides you guys are just early” Storm said extinguishing the fire on Blaze foot with a swipe of her hand.

 

Ice just shook her head. Everyone is early when she’s late.

 

“Let’s start this. I have harvests and plantings tomorrow” Earth said growing impatient.

 

“Who will start?” Blaze asked sitting down on the ground near the fire.

 

“Ice is the head of tonight’s gathering” Storm said and they all looked at where the frosty Ice was seated.

 

Ice crossed her leg over the other and sighed. “Well this is Earth’s realm might as well we start with him”

 

Blaze scooted a few inches away from the fire as Earth came to stand by the fire. He held his hand above the fire. Leaves, twigs and sand slither down from his hand and fell to the fire.

 

At first nothing happened but a few moments pictures came flickering on the now stilled fire. Earth started to tell his story…

 

“A couple months back nine teenagers came camping on my realm. I’d thought they’ll trash my kingdom and I’d have to figure out how to drive them out but it wasn’t necessary because I smelled revenge from within their group. Hunger for death and inflicting suffering, Somehow I knew blood will be spilled on the soil that will make my place strong”

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