Blaze
…to blaze abroad the matter…
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“Return to me.” Autumn
saw the blazing fire return and cover the beautiful woman. Astounded she
watched and waited for this lady to be burned to a crisp. It never happened.
Autumn cautiously asked, “Who are you?” “Blaze,” was her only reply. “I’m afraid I will be in a lot of trouble when the people of the town
sees my father burnt to death.” “He’s not dead, but he will wish he was,
Autumn.” She then formed a fire ball and placed it on top of Matthew’s head. It
traveled all over his limp body, healing and restoring his body from its burnt
state. “How do you know my name?” “I just do, don’t concern yourself with
stocks that doesn’t matter. Your father will no longer be able to walk, speak,
or hurt you my child.” “Umm not to mention work,” Autumn said as she trembled
with fear. “I’m only in my fifteenth year and I have never worked a day in my
life,” Autumn replied, with her head down she began nervously twiddling her thumbs. “You
will be alright,” Blaze replied. Autumn had mixed emotions as she stood there and watched her helpless
father lying on the floor. She was confused because although she was relieved her father could no longer hurt her, Autumn knew she needed her father to survive. Her train of thought was broken when she heard, “Become the helper.” At first Autumn had no clue who
Blaze was talking to until she looked in Blaze’s direction. Autumn’s mouth
would have dropped to the floor, if it wasn’t attached to her face. A fireball
broke off from Blaze and transformed into a woman who was the splitting image
of Blaze, minus the on fire ensemble Blaze had going on.
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To be continued...
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