I'm doing it over! I have a lot of one-shots left astray and I wanted to clean everything up and sweep into this book. All the stories will be here! Mind you, these are OLD! My writing has improved since then. So maybe there will be some new ones. I...
Okay, this ones and oldie but a goodie! Some context: I made this for a contest on Amino. I ain't on there anymore. The contest was to make something for an aphmau character based on the power you're assigned. I got fire. I made a drawing as well. Here it is:
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Travis Valkrum fumbled with his lamp. He opened the gold lined window using his burning fingertip to light the wick. Immediately, he positioned the lamp on the corner of his hickory desk. The candlelight illuminated the clutter of papers and pens and a frame. The man sat in the rickety chair he always said he'd replace, but never got around to it. A lull of silence fell upon him before picking up a pen and wrinkled paper. He wrote:
"A boy with a candlelight The menial glint so tame Illuminating the forsaken place Heat upon his adolescent face My eyes are opened by the flame."
🔥 "You're finally here!"
He held up a slip of paper. "You said midnight." She rolled her eyes. She grabbed him by the sleeve and dragged the boy along.
"C'mon! Its just through here!" He giggled at the girl's persistence. "Should we even be doing this?" "It's fine unless we get caught." 🔥
No longer a boy, not quite a man The growing light engulfed him It ignites his soul, sparking music within him Only flares dressed him Flickering lights perform a hypnotic dance I can feel the burning sensation
🔥 "You really know your way around." He teased watching this woman make her way around the house.
"Don't underestimate a woman with a mission." She smirked. "I don't consider myself the adventurous type, but there is one thing in here I want to explore." She winked as she moved ahead of him.
He was captivated by the sway of her hips, her bouncing hair, her bright smile. He followed her without a moments hesitation. 🔥
"He tangoed with the roaring fire Like sparklers on the Fourth of July Rising with arid smoke Higher than any bird could fly."
A quick glance at the frame on his desk left him motionless. His eyes scanned across the intricate lettering of the note. The male took up the frame in his empty hand as he let the heat radiate from his palm. Sparks formed as he watched the frame be eaten by the light. He chucked the burning item into a waste bin. The bin tipped over and the flame traveled to the floor. He turned back to his project.
"I am reborn anew Dying sparks leave marks on the floor The candlelight completely burned out To have memories of such a thing so profound Proof of it was nothing more than ash trails on the ground."
Brushing loose strands from his face he stood from his seat and picked up the bin and frame. With a wave of a hand the fire was gone. He watched as the charred item fell to the floor falling apart on impact.
