the fire burns bright.....

engulfed in flames, the desolate land returns to ash. soon the rain will come, and all life upon these plains will be reborn once more. the cycle continues.

one old, diseased tree burns away to reveal a sparkling, round stone, gleaming with the might and passion of fire. the sunstone is warm in your hands, almost too hot to the touch. you carefully wrap it in some thick material you found earlier, and continue your journey.

a congratulatory png also emerges from the steam, for those who seek clout