Fire-Mel

Devours everything and anything That stands in its way Pays no mercy to the shrieking people It forges on Destroying houses and lives Feelings and loved ones But it was not always so It used to be gentle Used to help Not hurt But then a wind blows And t roars back its orange head Then blazes forward But as water hits it strikes at its base It shrinks Screeching with rage It doesn’t want to die No! It has the power it wants it It searches for power It hungers for it It wrenches away from the water The one thing it despises is liquid Oh, how it hates the sizzle And the weakening That comes from the fluid It switches direction Heading for the humans who hold the water They scurry for cover And it grins with delight And the eyes The fiery, orange eyes Look without fear For it is invincible Nothing can stop it now. The wind changes again And it races for the next house But the water is back More forceful than ever It snarls As the water overwhelms it It is shrinking Dying
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 * It licks the walls

Eventually it leaves. But it will be back for power. It will be back. || ||