I am a destructive force beyond the walls: you feel me; I will breathe and cover you with the smoke of heaven.
There are no rabbits running around. No horses or unicorn wings burned. Their snowy traces of charcoal turned over to the desire to support me. I don’t destroy - Fire Bolt calls me not for the destruction of endangered species. It’s just climate change. It’s just a determination burning in me because of spring makeup.
Yes, the sea ash has turned. Rivers have fallen in magical dimensions, but a miracle can be found in me: it heals, refreshes, kills, and destroys. Don’t be afraid. I do not follow fairy tales to you. You’ll rather shed another tear as you pull my heat out of your heart.