Dinner was boring, just plain rice and beans. Suddenly a man burst through the door, with fire covering his hands. For a second it looked like he had... slit pupils? Suddenly, he thrust his hands to either side of him, catching the doorframe on fire. I still don't know how 5-year-old me made it out, but I imagine my mother had something to do with it. She... didn't make it too. Now, 10 years later, I'm starting to show the same aptitude for fire. What does that say about me?
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Burning Curse
FantasyAmber's mother was killed by a mysterious man with fiery hands. She's starting to display the same abilities, but can she learn to control it before it consumes her and everyone close to her with it?
