There was a great fire
Like all fire it burned
Until it burned life out
It chased us around
From the sky to the ground
It scared scarred hurt killed stung and bit
And in the midst of the chaos
The fear of it all
The cries screams running flying tired
Sat a bright young artist painting
Perfect calm lovely flames
Because never had she seen such a fire

-Ydachikachishiroul Skar'Akai-

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Phaestian, in the year 316 AF.