Purification

A Story by Retro_Wave

As the smoke and flames eat at my feet and threaten to devour me whole, I smile and keep faith. My livelihood is paralyzed by the impending doom that may await me, but I still smile. My soul keeps strong despite the room darkening around me. At first I was afraid. At first, I was terrified that I'd be boiled alive. My flesh screams and coils away at the sensation. But the more closer the fires get to me, the more I begin to internalize that there is an ending to the suffering. If I burn, I burn. If the blaze touches me, the blaze touches me. There's an ending to things. It hurts, yes. However, relief is on the other side.