Literature
Firestorm Ch2: Search Party
Standing apart, a silent sentry to time’s passing, Ring was among the first to see the rising smoke. The dance it made as it rose was, as always, a graceful thing. Its quiet signal reaching higher and higher in gentle plumes and then, in a sudden rush, dark and dire as a fire’s greed took its natural course. Ring didn’t move and didn’t call out. As it has tried to convey to The Sparking Grass, fire was not bad. Or wrong. It was a part of things and existed simply because it was. As Ring was. As Vetru was.It felt a desire to share this once more, with the destruction before them, as at home in this land as the grasses a