Pink flowers flowed in the breeze. Moesashi reached out to them, and only gently touching them caused them to explode into a fiery ember of red. Noticing this, Moesashi pulled her hand away, stopping the angry red fire. I ruin everything I touch... Moesashi thought. She looked back at the black, burnt flower. It's beauty was destroyed. Because of her. I am just a freak of nature.
Moesashi looked at herself. She looked at her red tinted skin, and her fire hair. Her deep red eyes, shining like sparkles. Her flame dress, and the gold fire resistant crown places upon her head. The only thing that reminded her she isn't a mistake. She let out a sigh, and flung herself onto the dirt path, letting steam rise into the air. The air smelled sweet, like that flower before she had destroyed it. Why did she have to be this way? Why does she have to keep herself  away from everyone just because she was being herself? She doesn't fit in this world.
         Suddenly, Moesashi saw people in the distance, they haven't seen her yet, but with her fire red color, she could steal attention quickly. She ran as quick as she could out of the field, into the bushes, through the forest ahead. Then she felt burning. Surrounding her eyes was a horrifying burning, filling her eyes and spreading into the rest of her face. She finally reached a dark cave, mostly closed, where no one could see her bright flames.
          I'm crying, Moesashi  thought. That is the vicious burn in her eyes. Her tears extinguishing her fire and life.
          Moesashi put her hands up on the cold cave wall. She smashed her head into the stone in a fit of rage. This is not living, surely this is not how it is supposed to be. I am not supposed to hide from the world. I am alone. Moesashi fell to the ground. She couldn't stop the flow of tears and pain in her head. It took time before Moesashi burnt out and she fell asleep.