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... s and defying all laws of physics. The flames consume nothing—not the blood-soaked concrete or the bodies scattered like broken dolls.
This isn’t destruction.
It’s preparation.
I stand at the center of it all, unmoved, untouched. Fire caresses my skin like an old lover, recognizing what I am and making way. My hair lifts slightly in the heat, rainbow strands floating as though underwater.
The inferno is beautiful in its terrible way.
I lift my hand, palm u ...
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