09-09-2011, 10:52 PM
"I don't blame you." Fern grabbed a frying pan by the bowl of it and cracked two eggs into it; her hand seemed to have a shimmery haze around it for a moment before it burst into blue-y flames. "Ah, here we are." She looked down into the pan while the microwave was running; the five minutes was how long she cooked her eggs sunny-side up and she figured she might as well use a timer that was currently being used. XD
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION.
DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION.
THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END...