❝ she was like a flame; beautiful from afar, warm to hold, but gone in a wink. ❞ All that was left were the ashes, and in horror, she looked away. Repulsed by her own actions, she fell to her knees, wailing in anguish and self loathe. Her hands were boiling to the touch, her breaths coming out in ragged gasps. She had done it now. It was no longer a little gimmick. Fear took her under his wing, and down a beaten path; all the way to Hogwarts. Seraphina was consumed with keeping it under control, and afraid of a tiny word-- monster.