She lite a fire.

And I am that fire. I am that flaming arrow. That found her and yet… eludes me. She’s my Mama from days gone by. Where did she go. I see what looks like her, but she’s changed somehow. But this flame that I am, will burn away what she’s covered herself with to not be seen. And this fire she lite that is me will warm her Old again and bring life to what once was.

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