pyromancy - escapril day 9 |
Description: on a sunday morning on a quiet street she sat in the driveway, unmoving as the house went up in flames. the angry sort, cerulean-white at the stem – sprouted into orange, then, as if back into itself, cerulean – ends melted into sky. the girl observed. she’d figured you could only fight your nature for so long before body gives into mind, and each day it became harder to see her bed and clothes and diaries not running through the gutters. swiped fingers through birthday candles to try and tame but that was just a party game and anyways, it was time to burn something besides herself. later she fishes kernels out of her teeth and is asked why she’d resorted to an act of destruction. as far as she was concerned it was the opposite: a chemical reaction typified by the creation of something new heat, light, tomorrow a bargain, given what she lost and what she’ll gain. they’ll be even more to discover in the wreckage but today, she flies up, up, over the crest of the billowing smoke. escapril info: https://www.instagram.com/p/Bt8MAWBg-LT/ prompt list: https://www.instagram.com/p/BueGczsBFpg/ follow me: website: http://www.savbrown.com twitter: http://www.twitter.com/savannahbrown instagram: http://www.instagram.com/savbrown goodreads: http://bit.ly/2G4Sjpl order my novel THE TRUTH ABOUT KEEPING SECRETS: amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2u16lDK amazon US: http://amzn.to/2G3Kctd book depository: http://bit.ly/2IxYa4P or my poetry collection GRAFFITI: amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2HDN7pB amazon US: http://amzn.to/2IzEMo7 
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