Fire... my tru weekniss.
I hate it. I hate it more than anathing.
The burn, the sting, the pain.
Mostlee the smell. The smell of myself burning.
I can not help but ramembar evarything. Niko, the barn, the flames. Evarything. The laffing. The screams. The feel of flames crawling on me, burning me. The smell of flesh.
Now I also cannot fergit the smell of the brand on my arm. The feer of that iron pressing in me. My failure to Melchior. My sad attemt to make it rite by submitting to the flames.
I hate fire.
It scares me.
Posted by Tzoli at September 5, 2005 05:07 PM