How things turn out. How the one you least expect to understand reminds you who you are- stokes the fire that had become dormant within, the fire that had kept you true to yourself, the fire you had tempered for the fear of those who might get burned.
To those who are listening, this fire will rage as it has never raged before, so if your skin is sensitive, if you fear the flame, by all means take cover. For never again will it be stilled- never again will it be the quiet hearthfire- it will blaze and burn any who stand in its path.
The beast- the tiger lily- the wolf maid has awakened....
