The orange flame on the candle flickered, causing a dim light to cast throughout the dark living room. It's quiet. So quiet, in fact, you could almost say mother nature herself declared this Sunday afternoon to be absolutely silent just for this moment to take place.
You're sprawled out on the small leather couch that's in your friend's living room, your fists clenching reflexively as a signal that, yes, you are in pain and yes, you want to pull all your disgustingly greasy hair right out of your pounding head.
Your head is in said friend's lap, and you're facing that wax candle sitting on the coffee table. Your eyes are fixed right on that
30 Min Fic: From the Fire Rises a God of Hate by Tien13, literature
Literature
30 Min Fic: From the Fire Rises a God of Hate
From the Fire Rises a God of Hate
“Lava is a funny thing,” I muse. “It burns everything and anything absolutely.”
“Hate is also a funny thing,” I think as I fall. It’s a quick drop; there wasn’t that much space between the ledge where I fell and the liquid fire waiting below. “Hate is funny because it’s a lot like lava. It scorches the heart and soul and tears friendships to pieces.
It’s enough to make best friends bare fangs and claws towards each other. It’s enough to cause Moirails to become bitter enemies. A Moirail turned monster gloated as I fell. I hoped my eyes