Forged in the crucible of a spirit come alive,
it does not roar in a fireplace of timber and ash.
Wear it in your chest, a silent, blazing heart,
it is the quiet, fierce burn in the marrow.
A shield of sapphire heat, fueled by clarity,
of all that was asleep, now starkly seen.
A constant, undeniable truth:
You are awake.
You are purified.
You are flame.
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Cobalt Blue
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I like this. The Blue flame.
Thank you, Fia.