Spread your wings ( Title in Progress)

Oh little boy when will you learn

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The green-haired man suddenly looked up. Tommy felt the air leave him, and his heart drop. The greened haired man was faceless, almost like his face was just completely erased, but tears still streamed from his eyes.

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Tommy's always had a fascination with fire. The way it burns so brightly. The way it destroys everything it touches, the heat having the ability to burn someone until their skin is crisped black and their eyes staring lifelessly into the flames. The Ability that smoke has to choke someone so much quicker than the heat and flames.

He barely remembers anything from that day.

All Tommy remembers is a man screaming for another man.

The feeling of being shoved into the fireplace, the only place in the small wooden shack that wasn't on fire, the only place he and his friend would be safe.

He remembers the heat from the fire burning his arms, the way the smoke almost suffocates him, the feeling of fire licking at his skin. Almost touching but never truly.

Tommy doesn't remember how they escaped the house or why it even was on fire.

Sitting on snow in the front lawn with his friend, Tommy watched as the whole house was consumed in red, orange, and yellow, white still falling from the sky. The fire melted away some of the snow and created a large wet circle around the house.

It was beautiful.

He hated it.

The fire took away his parents. No those two weren't his parents or his friend's parents. He doesn't remember why he was with them. But he does remember their kind smiles and their hugs. They were good to him.

Whimpering to his left caught his attention caught his attention, His friend was clutching his face as tears flowed from his eyes. Tommy could smell the smell of cooking meat from his friend, he was confused as to why his friend had no meat on him. He grabs his friend's arms from their face.

Oh

That's why he smells cooked meat.

Everything is blank again.

Only red, white, orange, yellow

red, white, orange, yellow

red, white, orange, yellow

red, white, orange, yellow

red, white, orange, yellow

red, white, orange, yellow

over and over and over

and over