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In your best prose, write a story about this image

>> No.17501199

A breath of fire escaped her lips, and in the flames she saw herself. She saw her selves in all her iterations, dancing wildly between ages. Now her emo phase, now her classicist feminism with the blood-red hair phase, now again her dinosaur-obsession phase in elementary school. They all twirled and jumped and ran in circles doing cartwheels before her eyes, and yet despite, nay because of, the constant shift in appearance and demeanor she could see her true flame shining through all of it. Here she was shouting and crying at her cheating boyfriend, here she was maniacally writing her hate journal because Becky mocked her glasses in fifth grade, here she was in the future angrily defending her child from the uncaring school principal who blamed the kid for getting bullied instead of taking responsibility, here she was again at her birth, kicking and screaming as if to make all the world hear of her entrance into this plane of existence. Within a few moments, induced by the mixing of drugs and a mounting resentment against her aimlessness, she saw. She saw the fire within and without herself. She saw that she bled and ate and breathed the very essence whose theft the gods still resent. She understood that she was that object of theft herself and that her mere existence was a gift unto this cold and dying endeavor callec mankind.

>> No.17501656

>>17501199
No takers?

>> No.17501924

>>17501199
cliche'd first few words won't read

>> No.17501935

"give us a kiss" said the fire demon
"no!" squealed the princess. "i am promised for prince th'yus'tar!"
"haha, rather you are meant for me! princess..." he hissed
he came closer. and... AHHH

>> No.17502187

>>17501924
Rude

>> No.17502561

Surface peeling away in suffocating plumes, crusty dressing unwound from the gouge where his dagger fell. Blade of damascus steel, folded over and over, the flashes of "maybe now," "maybe, finally-" but the wisps curl inward, the incense simmers then builds back into a pillar of uburnt ash, the match flares then goes dark. Never the right time someone says, and the pages, the faces, the steel - all slides in a reel, going backward, never going forward, like an arthritic origami artist. Flash- your arteries fill. Flash- he's close enough to taste your hope. Flash- his fingers curled around the stitched leather. Roll- it's happening again.

>> No.17502802

>>17501113
"Dude watch this," she says before blowing a plume of fire that resembled several heads.

>> No.17502821

cuntoid foid summoned chad incubus. "RAPE ME CHAD BABY. AWOOGA, AWOOGA." she said as menstruation fluid dripped from her vagina. her mouth agape, eyes wide.