Fire destruction power fire destruction power
The words rung in my head for hours I was in a trance
All around me were lights, robed figures and fire
What was this strange feeling? What were these strange visions?
Red orange yellow amber

I woke up startled, and shook my head, trying to remember a distant dream
I turned over and looked up at the still burning campfire.
What was keeping this fire burning? Fire
I suddenly broke into a cold sweat I looked up at the dark sky.
The stars were as bright as ever the trees silently swaying in the soft breeze.

I lay there, staring at the sky with awe slowly, over hours, the sky begun to grow lighter,
A giant ball of amber was rising over the horizon it was morning.
I stood up and stared up at the glorious morning sun the power, size and heat of it overwhelmed me.
With a roar I raised my arms! Fire streamed out of my fingertips, scorching trees, grass and rocks.
Screaming, I destroyed. Destroying, I endured.
I stopped, coming out of my destructive trance the campfire was burning ever brightly, as was the rest of the woods.
I could here creatures' and humans' frantic yells of help.
I realized that I must never, ever be destructive just for the sport.
So I continued on my way, searching for the guild that belonged to others like myself.
Others who held in their possession giant powers beyond my imagination I would learn from them and I would teach them.