Pure Elements
By Fife4
The first wind brushed against the skin Of the innocent. The first earth shook under the feet Of the sinless. The first water dripped in the hand Of the chaste. But now, the fire burns through the souls Of the damned. Written March 17th, 2002 © on Mar 17 2002 03:21 AM PST 0 • 10
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"The first wind brushed against the skin..."