“The morning was on fire as the sun rose, seemingly from the ocean depths. The great, glowing orb came to the surface and set the horizon aflame. Many minutes passed, and it floated fully into the sky to light the day and gently warm the sea below.”
“Travelling to past lives is like making a hole in the floor and letting the flames of the fire in the apartment below scorch and burn the present”
“She was a bright disc in him that left him sun-spun. She was circular, light-turned, equinox-sprung. She was season and movement, but he had never seen her cold. In winter, her fire sank from the surface to below the surface, and warmed her great halls like the legend of the king who kept the sun in his hearth.”
“The world was floods above and fire below”
“Forget them. Burn all, burn everything. Fire is bright and fire is clean.”