i am putting this here so i don't forget about it, even though it's basically a lot like something else i've already said before
A man approached on horseback. He held in his hand a small fistful of fire. I asked him where he had gotten that fire. He told me he couldn’t say and elaborated no further upon that fire. It seemed to burn the very air. It licked at the sky as though hungry for more. For a great expanse. Since that day I have not seen fire such as that.