Fire
This life that we call our own
Is neither strong nor free;
A flame in the wind of death,
It trembles ceaselessly.And this all we can do
To use our little light
Before, in the piercing wind,
It flickers into night:To yield the heat of the flame,
To grudge not, but to give
Whatever we have of strength,
That one more flame may live.Dorothea Mackeller
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Rise (Percy Jackson x Reader)
FanfictionBOOK ONE of the percy jackson x reader "Flower Girl" series! - CURRENTLY UNDERGOING EDITS - She was falling. Down into the fiery pits of Hell. Her eyes were closed, her hopes deserted. But what she never expected was to rise again, far more powerful...