This is the Inferno, the spiraling flame that sets my feathers ablaze. My skin becomes brimstone and my touch becomes destruction. My searing gaze burning through the world I see. And I know instantly, I have done this. I have done all that I witness. By means of action or inaction, I lit the match and I engulfed this world in fire just as soon as that first spark was made.

Come for me. I wait still. And you'll see now my fight isn't as fierce. My will as strong. My refusal as intense. And I'll go with you this time. I wait still.

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