No one can understand the longevity of this suffering like the fire and lava that surrounds my throne. Welcome to “The Fortress of Instability.” It used to be called “The Fortress of Fire,” until the light of my life slowly died in my arms. Now I’m alone. It seems like yesterday that I waltz throughout this abode with my lover. Now I only seem to stumble about. Fire brings me no pain, quite the contrary. It’s a reliever. It’s the only element I can trust. This is where I conjure the fire elements around my body to sooth this everlasting pain. This is where the fire puts me to sleep or wakes me up. This is where I am growing into what I used to be: content. Welcome.
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