Fire! (english)

Original in spanish 
(I don't know why, but Emilie Autumn sounds like a perfect soundtrack for this one - look below)


His nature demands destruction. Just like that, he doesn't know another life. His body is a composition of whatever is the nearest, anything that can burn at its touch. His breath is oxigen and gas. His presence has the strangest and most different effects in every creature. In the blue and orange attire, he is welcome, even necessary. He is invoked with the burning and heavy gunpowder perfume. 

But when he comes by himself, dressed in red and gold, he ignites Fear and Hate in human souls. 

Nevertheless, those feelings are outside his being. He just wakes up, and takes with joy every second of life, granted by his mixed and toxic breath.

He loves dancing, at the rythm of the Winds. He loves dancing with the sylphs, leading him at the beat of their will. Today, the're dancing at the hollows of an infortunate forest. They, the invisible nymphs, with their constant whispering, guide him at the beat of his destructive waltz.

Today he was invoked by the careless of a group, from the badly off embers of a camping fire. Over the dying ruby-colored coals, he felt the fresh caress of the wind, saying "come", and bringing him to life again. He raised lordly, in all his golden and terrifying beauty, fed by the nearest and dryer branches; obtaining enough strenght to rise and dance one more time. 

Animals run away from his devastating and passionate tango. While the sylphs whisper their song, the creatures of the woods howl, trill, scream his name, in order to warn the other ones. But he keeps dancing, devoring everything on the way.

Soon, most of the forest is nothing but ashes and blackened tree trunks. The smell of Death floats over the air, the smell of burned wood and boiled sap. But his dance goes on, unstoppable. Until a tiny mammal, clung to the top of a fir tree, perceives the hopeful scent of rain. Drop by drop, the crystalline storm goes on, halting him, depleting his moves. Tne, he finally chokes, and there's nothing left but plumes and mud, mixed with the remaining ashes.

But even if he dies, he'll be back to life. He will reborn somewhere else, in another moment. And just like the last time, his destructive nature will make him start again with his savage and eternal waltz...