The Hunt for Fire

Monique Fillon

It tempts me endlessly. Tickling and circling my chest with its slender fingers every now and then to make me want it without seeing the landscape of things, or noticing the crumbling steps, muddied routes and darkened paths.

When the body is addicted to that beating rush, that cold gasp, you feel invincible. It’s the kind of power that keeps burning until it melts deep inside you, spreads warmth through your veins and hardens to become a part of you once again.

I long to be the world where the element that reigns supreme is fire.

Monique Fillon

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Queen of Nervous Things. Still thinks she can write. And will.

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