Walking through fire

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: March 16, 2017

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Submitted: March 16, 2017



As i walk through the fire of my soul, I don't get burned but i smell the smoke. I feel the heat and i hear my flesh scream. Just as i pleaded for it to stop, the rain came. Falling in buckets as it poured, the water level rised.

Now the chance at salvation has fled, and hope ran as if in pain. The sweet solid surface of the earth has melted away as if in in a fleeting dream. Now i am suspended in the cool crystal clear waters. As the air cools i can see slowly, my breath, then the tendrils of frost snaking their way towards me like dark despair in the golden sunlight.

Now the water has turned to ice and i am trapped, stuck stationary, suspended, cold. Then my vision ebbs away as sweet relief floods through the fire and icy cold parts of my soul.

I can see his face now cold, hard, and hollow. He tells me his name is Grimm and to hold on tight because he is taking me far away from this misery...

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