winter fires
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  • Parts 7
  • Time 1h 5m
Ongoing, First published Nov 30, 2020
Idk how to write a synopsis buuuutt 

Kerosene and a match. Ice and water. The ice and water melt away the heat, or the heat scorches it until it's nothing. There is no in-between. One must succumb to the other. And in this story, it's more than kerosene. This kerosene breathes, feels, hears. He talks and flinches and has feelings like any other living being. So does the ice. That makes this even more difficult. With no in-between, there will never be a happy medium. Or so, that's what we've been told. 

Updates mostly weekly- going through a rough patch- yes this is re-uploaded the other one was glitching real bad.

~part of the series Kerosene~
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