Post by MasterEvil on Jul 17, 2022 23:04:45 GMT
 ۞ FUEL THE FLAMES, NO MORE PAIN NEVER FELT SO ALIVE! ۞ In a room so grim and dark we can hardly see anything other than a single flame on top of a wax candle. We can’t even tell the texture of the table this candle is on, or if it is an actual table or a mere stool, as within moments of us being here the flickering fire snuffs out to leave us in complete darkness. “In The Valley of Flames sometimes one has to snuff out a flicker for their own fiery growth.” After hearing these words a new light ignites into being, in the form of a single flame of an open lighter, exposing the face of the one holding said lighter…FREYA. “Be it an old dying flame, a raging inferno or a newly lit match, they all follow the same path…of either consuming or extinguishing each other. A somewhat recent example of this being how I blew out the remaining embers of Raj Banerjee two Mondays ago…while last Monday’s attempt by one Zara could be an example of one trying but failing to blow out another…” The words were practically drifting from the blonde’s lips as her eyes lowered themselves away from us and down towards the fire in her hands. “I will admit to doing something that I’m ashamed of doing…underestimating Zara because I saw her as a mere newcomer, instead of valuing her as the competitor she is. A mixed martial artist and a boxer who has rarely tasted any form of defeat…she practically destroyed me last Monday. If I didn’t collapse and failed to beat the count I swear she probably would’ve obliterated me in the middle of that ring. I ain’t too proud to admit to such a thing, though I am rather grateful at this opportunity to face Zara again at this upcoming CruiserClash…at brænde hende for at have efterladt mig i live.” Partly growled into our ears as the Greenlander’s eyes appear to sharpen. “When I first heard of Zara…I won’t lie, I had no clue who she was, just like I expect many to have had no clue who I was when I made my debut. So, if anything, I should’ve been one of the better people to know about her desire to burn brightly. Yet I overlooked this and paid dearly for this…but if this Southern Poverty fjols thinks that she can get a shot at the Women’s Championship at my expense…” FREYA’s eyes snap up towards us. “Then she won’t survive this blaze and will burn down to cinders on my path into Wonderland.” Hiss into our ears before the twenty year old snaps shut her lighter, plunging us all back into darkness. < = = = ۞ = = = > 444 words ● Was struggling to think of something to write >.< |