Hmm…
So beautiful.
So bright.
I don't know why, but I'm drawn.
No thoughts.
No hunger.
No desire for mate or flight.
Only this.
This light.
So warm.
So bright.
I feel like I was born just for it.
My wings tremble with joy.
Each flicker feels like laughter.
It welcomes me…
Like a mother.
Like home.
I fly closer.
The warmth grows.
My eyes refuse to look away.
It shines—pure, endless, perfect.
I feel… wrong.
But I can't stop.
The glow holds me, like a lover's whisper.
Closer.
Closer.
Then—
Pain.
Flames bite.
Wings curl.
Body breaks.
But still—so bright.
My final thought: Was this love?
Was this purpose?
Ashes scatter.
And the flame dances on.