Mistica Chronicles

Welcome to Issue 73

Repose Winning Entry

The snow is silent.
But fire, is a burning desire.
I. The lonely, powerless, silence.
Opened a box.
A box of raging passion.
It drew me in with a power.
A mysterious, questionable power.
A power that could only be from the heavens.
I drank deep
too deep.
From the inside out I became
an unquenchable flame.
I will never be silent.
I will never lose.
I can only continue to grow
in fury and;
in power.
Who will stop me now?
I ask.
Who can save me now
from this raging fury and flame,
I never once desired?