He dropped me off in a big bowl filled with cold water.
He washed my feet with a weird, bubbly, and foamy water.
He put a weird slimy mix onto the wound before packaging it with cloth.
I giggled.
In the sea world,
we just use loose seaweed to patch wounds.
But the red of the blood continue to seep through.
Even if each step is painful,
The ember in my heart is a hot flame
That continues to burn.
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Kaleidoscope Fantasy
Storie breviIn the sea, no flames burn besides The flame of the heart. Humans have found a way to manipulate the sand And turn it to beautiful "glass" using both the flame of the heart As well as the flame of change. Along the coast rises a Kingdom of Glass Wh...
