Author's Note: I love fire, so it was only a matter of time before a piece like this came about.
The flames begin their dance with death as the paper gently ignites. They duck around the logs and race to the kinlien. With a whoosh of fire the entire pile goes up in flames. What began as a gentle creature suddenly becomes less friendly as it grows hungrier and hungrier, as it yearns for more wood. But sadly it does not last for in its hunger it ate the logs all to quickly and collapsed into oblivion.
I really like how you comparing fire to a hungry ceature. It's really good and your vocabulary is very good!
ReplyDeleteI agree with Morgan. I liked the comparison with a hungry creature. By the way, what is kinlien?
ReplyDeleteSmall pieces of wood that go on top of the newspaper when lighting the fire.
ReplyDeleteThis was another good ironic piece. I have a challenge for you though. You should try to write a romantic piece because you are very good with description and I believe that would help you make a great piece. I also said this because you blog is irony, irony, irony, and don't get me wrong they are all very good, but maybe you want to add some variety. But again nice job.
ReplyDeleteThis is a tragedy
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