'The Soul of the White Flames' the ancient flames that have been extinguished since the great calamity that occurred over one-hundred and fifty years ago, have now been alighted to seek out the same soul to once again become ignited. Ever since she could remember, she's never been able to get along with them. They've always hated her for an unknown reasons to her but not to others around her. Until that all changes when she finds one of them in the woods and a strange orb that's supposedly become's one with the soul that's it has been searching for to reunite with once again. Now becoming one with her soul giving her the ability the communicate with them, the ancient legend has now been awoken once again and centered around her soul. With her being the center around this legend she must find why her soul out of every being, is the one that the white flames ignite to.

A random poem I wrote on a holiday with LittleOwl. At this stage in my life I had this deep internal craving for jelly so figures I would write about it. I am proud to say I've now moved on to dohnuts and custard berliners. (: