The Girl With The Flaming Violin

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
A contest entry for, um, ah, I forgot. When I find it I'll post it.

Submitted: December 13, 2011

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Submitted: December 13, 2011

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Deep in a forest, hidden in a cave, lives a girl call Fire Weaver. Her skin was tan, her hands burnt, her hair a chocolate, and her lips had a red glow. Her eyes where a bright green and she wore a black, floor dress. She had her violin, her fire violin. She played it throu the night, calling all thoses who loved fire. And feared it. The king would call her to play her violin. She was a goddess of Fire. Not of snow, nor of water. Fire. She lived her life crafting fire. She craved fire. Her walls where smooke stained and grey. The pet she has, a fire bird, was always flamed. One day, the bird turned evil. He ate Fire Weaver and turned to smoke, to die. Fire Weaver was the bringer of fire bird and he had killed himself. But now, whenever you make fire, Fire Weaver dances inside it, playing her crackling violin. That is why the fire moves and crackles. It is Fire Weaver, enjoying to live, but only to die when the wood is low. Make sure that you feed Fire Weaver, so she may live.


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