A flame. A single flame can be the hope of thousands of people. But without the flame, all hope will be lost.
"Quickly! Our timing must not be off by even a second."
This flame will burn bright and shine throughout the entire kingdom. The warmth shall be shared with all of the inhabitants.
"No! Not that! The sunflower seed first, my child. Thank you."
The snow and ice will melt under the heat of this small flame. All of the plants will flourish.
"That's enough. No more water. Salt next my boy."
This flame will bring prosperity and fortune to any who dare stay near it.
"Just a pinch...perfect. Hand me the mint."
This flame will be the beginning of many new traditions. This flame shall survive...if...
"Cinnamon..."
It deems the kingdom worthy of its presence. Thus, if the inhabitants do not provide the proper care and respect for this flame, it will not survive.
"A handful of rosemary... You are doing wonderful, my son. We are close now, feel the warmth welcoming you."
This flame is much more than just a single flame. It is a soul. It lives everywhere. It is a soul that must survive if everyone else is to live along with it.
"And finally, a single petal of a violet..."
Treat this flame well...
"There! Throw everything into the fire! Now!"
It shall reward you...
"Do you see it son? Watch the embers fly in every direction. This is our future."
Or...
"F-father?"
It will punish you.
"Son? Is there something wrong?"
This flame could be your greatest blessing...
"No...no this is not what I planned. This was never suppose to happen."
Or it could be your worst curse.
"I am so sorry my son. I never meant for this to happen to you..."
Trust in the flame...
"I will always care for you my child. My little flower..."
It will be your only hope...
"My blossom of fire..."
But heed my warning...
"Burn bright..."
Even flames do not live forever...
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Reign of Ice
FantasíaFor the past fifty years, the kingdom of Florae has never seen a single strand of grass, instead, all they see is the dreaded snow and ice. Florae wasn't always like this though. The kingdom used to be heated by their beloved flower known as the Bl...
