The Fires came and conquered all. Some believed they wanted to simply destroy us. But if so, then why did a few try to save us?
I didn't know it at the time, maybe no one did, but the world was unified in that day. And the Fires burned away the old world, the old ways. The inferno came and with brilliant light, nothing would ever be the same.
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Inferno
PoetryA three-part prose poem from my upcoming novel. I need a little bit of help finding any flaws in these poems. They don't necessarily have the exact same rhythm dynamic, but all surround the same subject matter; sentient fire.
