Stories tagged “fire”
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Roasty Toasty
I feel it singe my body, almost too hot to stand it. Yet my back is freezing. Funny how sharp the contrast feels when part is warmed and part is left unattended to face the dark night. I twist and shift in my seat, trying to gather more of the fireR...
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Fallen Angel
“Come on it will be fun, you need to live more.” – “I think am fine right hear Rachel.” – “That’s not living your life Carl.” -“Pipe it Kat.” Carl sat on a grassy field watching as Rache...
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Dying Embers
..[].. Torched, charred. Ashes. Lina – silenced forever. ..[]..
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Gasoline
Pour the gasoline onto her doorstep. Light it, and ring her doorbell. I pray she answers the door, see’s me standing in front of her. See’s the boy she destroyed. I hope she remembers what she did to me. I hope she screams at the top of her...
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The Land Of The Forsaken
Devils March a city of the fallen. The skies were dark, but no rain drops dared to fall on the forsaken town. The walls were painted red; the windows were painted over with the cross. Stables were in piles from fires set by the town’s people. Women ...
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The Murder Was Found, Wax Flooded Around It.
I set it up perfectly. One candle under one curtain. Hopefully, it will ignite the curtain, which will ignite the mantle, which will ignite the ceiling, which will spread into the above room. The above room is my own. I take a hammer to every one of th...
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Magnum Opus
As the aftershocks rattled the air, I looked at Wendy. The fire danced around her, pointed tongues licking her, but not consuming her. I was reminded of that day I saved her from her own home. I had dragged her out of the flames and neither us had been...
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Arson God
Burn down. Burn to cinders, to ashes. Let the fire consume, bring sweet release to an existence you never fully understood. I am a messenger. The fiery hand of God sweeping sulfur and ash across a dead and desolate land. You are my sweet incense, you a...
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Say Goodbye
Hear the doorbell ring. Answer it, don’t. Something is wrong, but not. Open the door and feel the heat. Hot, but cold. It’s burning me, flooding me, washing over me. Screaming. It’s not me, I’m not screaming. No one is coming, n...
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You Think That You're Safe... But You're Never Are
You’re never safe. No even where you feel the safest. Your own home. She unlocked her door, and flicked the light on. he waited until she had walked into the living room. By the couch, where he hid. She had slippers on. Perfect. He reached out, w...
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Merry Christmas part 1
I take a deep breath, my nose being flooded with the fragrance of kerosene. I’m almost done, nearly finished now. Soon it will be Christmas, and I have a great gift for her. I wrap up the small box, and gaze at it. My intelligence really knows no...
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I am Death From Above
I am death from above. I am a destroyer of cities, wielder of fire of the gods, hell’s own instrument of vengeance against the enemies of my masters. I am a steel-clawed hawk of oblivion, master of the sky, bringer of the sun to earth, nemesis to...
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Fire, Strong and Weak
I stare at the candle burning as I held it. The whole place around me is silent as we walk and candles flickered all around me. While staring, I see the flame start to go out. Putting up my hand to block the wind, the flame becomes stronger. I start to...
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Her and Fire
I light a candle For her spirit Looking at it The fire burns bright She is that fire Her personallity All bright and strong Dancing in time and wind Catches your eye And is unlike any other Fills us with warmth And is unpredictable Fire never dies It m...
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Dear Caveboy Billy, from God
Dear Caveboy Billy, I told you not to play with fire. What else can I say? Love, God PS. You probably heard me laughing.
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It's What's for Dinner (Challenge Re-post)
Prometheus gets all the sympathy. Sure, he set himself up as some sort of hero to those humans, what with giving them fire and all. But trust me: They would have figured the whole burning thing out themselves, especially with Zeus hurling his lightning...
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Genetic Drift
After Faerie returned, the mundane corporations, naturally, scrambled to figure out how to capitalize on new revenue streams, how to maximize profits beyond CEOs’ wildest fantasies. Perhaps no one benefited as greatly as Monsanto, with its chemis...
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Psyche
The fire spreads before them, a carpet of flames and heat; her eyes are wide and frightened, his, lazily half-closed in twisted humor. “You maniac!” He smiles.
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Peace and Chaos
He lit the Molotov cocktail and threw it down to the streets. As I sat next to him, I questioned. “Isn’t wind a factor up here?” “Yeah, but honestly, it doesn’t matter where these things land. It will freak people out rega...
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Burnt
I can still see the bright flames piercing through my eyeballs. I can still feel its horrific heat against my skin. I’m laying in a hospital bed, listening to the steady beeping of various medical machines. Slowly, I move my hand up to touch the ...
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Pyro's Anonymous
Hello, my name is Charlie and I am a pyromaniac. I used to just watch fire, for hours on end, watch it dance and perform, just for me. Then one day I picked up a lighter and never put it down. The flames cheered for me, and raised me up as their god. I...
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Fire and Ice (antonym challenge)
Fire. My body burned for her. I could not douse the flames that consumed me. I thought about her every second of the day, what she was doing, thinking, where she was in relation to me. My mind produced images of her long legs, long hair, sparkling smil...
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Scorching..
Scorching her face, the backdraft blew her hair back as she squinted after her hero whose silhouette seamlessly faded into the orange flames.
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8: The Matchbox
Vasili’s father had given him the matchbox the day he died. The ground had been thick with snow, stained red with blood. His father had pressed the battered little box into Vasili’s hands. That was the last time he saw his father. He held t...
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Power Outage
Perching on the edge of the bathtub, I stare down into the flame of the thick, squat candle until my eyes burn and water. I’m fascinated. Fascinated by the candle. Fascinated by how life in its entirety seems to freeze when there’s no electricit...