The small fire realized that being close to that beautiful flame was only making it's beautiful heat burn hotter and hotter.. It had no time to find fuel for itself.. To preserve the flame, the small fire left everything it had left and wandered off without a trace.. The flame was so worried, and it wandered around, worried for the small fire she had grown so fond of. A long time passed, and the small fire had nearly run out of heat again.. It's flames were just about to extinguish for good until he realized that the flame he admired so passionately was being tossed around by the wind and was almost out of fuel..
