She was born on fire. Ignited with hope and a lack of regrets. When she smiled it was like time had stopped - and for a moment I'm sure it did. She lived her life starting forest fires but she could never understand why she always destroyed everything that crossed her path. When they tried to tame her, her flames only grew bigger and those flames lit the saddest parts of those that she ran down.

When she decided to bury her flames, you couldn't help but ask about the ashes that settled underneath her eyes. She lived her life furiously and when she lost her flames she lost the parts of herself she thought she needed.

Once was a girl who lit the world with her flames until her sadness became too great to keep her ignited.