Some might say that this story is incomplete.
I disagree.
This was their story.
I told you the beginning, the kindling of the fire.
After all isn't that the toughest part of starting the fire.
If they burn as bright as the stars or go out under the heavy downpour of rain is up to them.
As for myself I feel somedays they will burn as bright as the sun and the rest of the days just be embers the next, but I hope they survive through it and go out like all great flames do.
By giving warmth to someone, by lightning someone's path.
Then dying slowing, gracefully dancing against the last summer rays.
Au Revoir for this is the end.
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