Burn.

fire pixie

fire pixie (Photo credit: Flickr – Eric Brian Ouano)

 

It was so hot.  The heat flickered over my bare skin, scorching and burning.  Laughter crackled through the roar.

“Burn. Burn. Burn.”  The chant of death cut through my shaking fear.  Fear.  I would defeat it.  My hand twitched, and twitched, and twitched.

Burn,” I said.  And they burned too.

Witch!”  And I stood, unscathed.

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