Flame Path
watching the flame dance all around.
Go left go right they never stop.
Just as you are watching them they hypnotize the life out of you and absorb it through
their flame path causing you to become very sleepy.
The power of warmth pulling you closer pushing the bitter cold away.
The light of the flame path vanishing any darkness around it.
Pop and crackle pieces of hot embers begin to fly all around.
One swings past my face as I quickly dodge the red hot ember.
These dancing flames begin to fade.
No more energy to add to the warming pit of fire.
Darkness takes over the light of the dancing flames.
Nothing is left now but glowing red hot embers.
The bitter cold begins to return. Second by second the flame path is nothing but another
memory.
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