No one tree causes the fire, but as the flames lick their limbs, a terror tantalising, they are unable to defend themselves. Consumed by the searing tendrils and engulfed by the heat, they spread the fire to their brethren. One tree alight pushes its inferno to the forest. The passion grips them tight, overrules them, burns them out, and destroys their very being before it cripples the collective.
Fan the flames of dangerous thought and it will bring a strong society to ashes.
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Eloise Robertson
I pull my ideas randomly out of thin air and they materialise on a page. Some may call me a magician.
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