A flash of light shoots across the sky,
Of red, orange and gold.
"What's that, mummy?"
A little boy says.
"Why, that's a shooting star!"
His mum replies.
She glides effortlessly over oceans,
Over forests, over mountains.
"Look at that!"
One girl says to the next,
Peering out of their tent.
"Come on, look!"
Ahh... almost there,
She thinks to herself.
"I've finally found you."
One man says.
"After all these years of waiting,
You come back."
She flies over her volcano as she says,
"A perfect night to be flying."
"Now, just a little closer"
He prepares the net,
"I've only got one shot at this."
He throws.
She hits the ground hard,
Fiery sparks exploding out from under her.
"Perfect."
He says,
"You should make a lot of money
In the auction."
"No! You can't do this!" She says,
Drained of all her energy.
"But wait,
Yes I can!
I have captured you,
Now you are mine!"
"I'm no-ones!"
She shouts.
"What are you doing?"
The net erupts into a ball of fire.
He jumps back,
not knowing what to do.
She flies back up into the stars,
Wild, free.
A true fire spirit.
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