Short Stories

Fire

There was something about fire that mesmerised him. Maybe it was the entrancing flicker. Or how it danced in the dark. Maybe how it would suddenly go out. It could be the way is provided warmth and light. Possibly the popping and crackling sound, or the scent it gave off. Perhaps it was the way the orange, red and yellow blended together. It may be that little bit of blue or sometimes green. For all one knows it could have been the chaos it caused when it touched something. Whatever it was, fire hypnotised him