A Collection of Short Stories

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11:43 am - 12:46 pm

I am a red radiance. A colorful ember, my flames pierce the defying darkness. I have an everlasting burn. Scarlets, crimsons, and vermilions. Wherever I go I bring my light with me. I try to share myself with others but it seems I tend to burn them. As magnificent as I am, I feel that I pose a threat to those who dare to pursue me. Tested or not, I am best to be only looked at. I am fire.

I can sustain and give my warmth to others who do come into my crossfire. I don't wish to harm them, I don't. I simply wish to show them my beauty and give them my thermal gift. It's just—kind of hard. I have good intentions for this world, and I want to only bring my warmth.

Some people hold matches for me. I can light them with my fire, but soon enough those matches will burn out. Don't get me wrong some people hold theirs longer than others and I am eternally grateful that they even wanted to in the first place. Something and someone like me, fire, they want to hold themselves.

I wonder if...one day there will be a match that burns with me forever. Can that match be an old match? Is it possible for an already burnt match to light once more? I wonder if anyone even can hold a match to me forever. Or am I just meant to come and go?

I don't have the answers. I simply know to keep abroad. I know to keep burning and lighting up the world with myself. Show what impact I will have. I am fire, and I am extraordinary. Someday there will be one who dares to hold the match. If they are even lucky enough to feel my flames, to make it through the heat, to gaze at my embers, to experience the warmth I can bring, then they will be more than a mere match to me.

That is only someday, though.

But for now...

I just remain as I always did.

I am fire.