Blue Fire

what fire burns, when the unexpetced fall?

The sun was setting on another long winter day. Every thing was frozen and nothing moved. It seemed like the Earth was standing still. As the evening drew on, a blue-ish black sky replaced the light blue one before it. Stars started to pop out like little lightning bugs, and the moon smiled in the sky. It seemed like another peaceful winter night.
Gray clouds started to cover the land below it. Big, fat snow flakes started to fall down from the clouds above. They stuck to the frozen ground when they touched.
In the morning, the whole ground was covered in a white blanket. Nofoot steps of animals disturbed the snow. Near the east end of the field though, something burned. A ring of gold melted the snow around it and there was imprints of massive sized wings. Black feathers were scattered every where and the imprint of a body was formed in the snow.
Around the imprints, smoke rose up from it. The feathers that were still there burned in a blue colored fire.
Spring time. The earth smelled like it was being reborn into a fresh start. Baby birds borke free from there shells and flowers of every color bloomed. There was no sign that any fire, or any burned thing was there in the past winter. Except the black feathers. Even though they were only a pile of ash, the fire that burned them still burned blue. Grass that was supposed to be there, could not grow under it's amazing heat.
Summer time. Rain had not touched the ground since the spring. Flowers wilted under the sun's heat and birds flew away to find water. The grass of the land was brown and dry and dead. The Earth begged for the skies to pour a refreshing rain down on it, but there was no clouds to do so.
The feathers were completely gone, but the fire that burned them ate the dry land alive. Everything burned under the blue fire's rage. Even as night came, the fire's hue lit up the sky.
As fall came, the fire's rage simmered back down. Though, it would not let go of what it had claimed from the summer. The fire comsumed all of the dry land and burned every thing in its path. The air was starting to chill and the days grew longer. but the fire stayed where it was. it was never affected by what the Earth threw at it. Rain, sleet or even early fall snow could not put this fire out.
Winter rolled back around. The sun met the familiar western horizion and set once again on another winter day. The moon was full and the sky was black. Though, you could not see the stars because of the light of the blue fire.
One year ago, that the fire started, it grew to unimaginable size. The fire burned away at every thing. It did this for seven days and seven nights.
On the seventh night, how ever, something stood in the middle of the fire. It wore all black and you could not see its face.
It held out its arms, and like a magnet, the blue fire resided to it. In its hands, formed two balls of blue burning fire. It moved the two burning masses closer together to make one giant mass of blue fire.
And as quicklly as the thing came, it was gone. And so was the fire that ate away at the Earth for one year.

Author's Note

something that is not expected