❝ temper us in fire ❞

[returnanew]

{ and we grow stronger }
💮 gaja 💮 cian brennan 💮

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[returnanew]

Gaja was one of those creatures who, generally, had few complaints. The main one he had was that his lifecycle was always approximately one hundred years. It couldn’t be exact. It showed first in the way his brightness began to fade from bright red to practically blond. Once it was pale, the weakness crept into him. He couldn’t travel as far, either on land or through the skies. Oh, yes, he still tries to fly in even that state. Gaja’s not ashamed to admit he usually falls out of the sky near the end of his days.

He plummeted out of the sky this time, too. The wings of his true body simply couldn’t carry him any longer. The hole he created when he fell was more like a small crater. If he changed shape in the air, it would hurt more when he crashed. Gaja was closer to civilization than he liked to be when this happened. It could be a few days more before he burned, but he wouldn’t have the strength to go far, which put everything around him in danger. The end of his lifecycle was the only time he had no control over his fire, hence why it was able to burn him.

This time, he managed to land in a small copse of trees… and not in someone’s backyard! Still, his crash caused the earth to rumble and shake. And it took most of his remaining strength to claw his way out of the hole and stagger out of the thicket. That would definitely be flammable! The trees opened into a more open space – a beautiful garden. Gaja stumbled a bit further before collapsing on a lovely decorative bench. At least he’d be able to enjoy something pretty before he died this time.