Hundred Words

Burn

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Even the brightest fireworks burn out; entropy makes no exceptions for beauty. At the end of their performance all that remains are ash, and memories. A still frame of their brilliant colors, the echoing ring of the thunder with which they roared into and out of the filament, and the barren silence they leave in their wake. Kaori is a firework, one robbed of the ignorance of its own rapidly approaching final hour. She burns with such gusto not for a momentary spotlight, but so that she may etch herself permanently into the eyes of all who gaze upon her.

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