Here, have a vague character lore filler while I continue to put off finishing another animation. -- Sometimes, I like fire. I like it small, subservient, the dance and flicker of a candle. I can admire the way it leaps up to scald my fingers as I reach out to snuff it. I am wary of fireplaces. It is still a caged beast, and I understand that it will not hurt me, but it is a roaring, beating thing, straining to be free. I fear it will find its freedom over my skin. I have seen a true fire. I have ran in the wake of an inferno, screaming for it to stop, but of course, it did not. Fire is hungry, the only real hunger the world knows, and it obeys nothing else. It consumed everything I knew, everything I loved. And SHE stood in the ashes of my life, laughing at me. That girl has fire in her heart, leaping across her flesh, eating her from the inside out. She is as hungry as a flame, nothing but heat and desire for destruction burning within the shell of her body, and she is the true reason I am so afraid. I do not want to become like her. --
