C57 Chapter ♦ 52

ZYLITH.

Smouldering, flickering, it flared and leaped. The fire licked the walls around me with a dangerous fervour. It soared and winded around the room like a huge hungry serpent, an inferno blazing out of control, the plumes of grey smoke enveloping us with not a way to escape.

It's almost funny how only a flickering spark could weave such a destructive blazing curse