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Within the hollowed logs

Of the forgotten forest

Neglected by careless humans

And forsaken by Undine,

Who shares her elements elsewhere,

Dwell I

Salamanders nest beneath me,

Thirsting for love, life, and

Warmth

But born of the fire,

Can only provide the latter

In these neglected woods

My strength comes from

That carelessly tossed

Lit Cigarette,

An accelerant,

Or from the Heavens above

As they strike at will,

Smiting those who seek only

Moisture, yet offering naught

But shocks of

Hot, white electricity

I live for this moment,

Oh I thrive for it,

Where I, and my Salamanders

Can race along

Consuming all with

Happy passion and

Fiery rage at our home’s

Neglect

The first to settle these lands

Set us free with fires

To burn the dry scrub

The cinders freed,

The salamanders fed

In my element, I

Scorched the skies in bliss

But those who lived here

Peacefully for centuries

Were conquered by others

Thirsty for golden ore

And other elements from

My very soil.

They took everything

From us, then when just

A soulless husk,

Derelict

Our caretakers

But scattered ashes.

Settlements formed

By these travelers

Who knew nothing about the land

They raped the land barren

And built their townships from the fallen trees

Offering naught in thanks

Like the caretakers did

A century later,

Freed from the idle forgetfulness

The land burns again,

Parched,

Untamed,

The salamanders have waited

Patiently for this moment

I with my wings

Once more, take flight

With ferocity and anger

Of having been neglected by these

Selfish cities at the edge of my forest

I yell to the sky calling

For Undine, who answers in song,

Softly from the sea

As I reach for the horizon, I see beyond

The boundaries of stones and

Ramshackle fences,

Broken roads which bind the ground

In hideous asphalt

Undine, my sister, is drowning

In a polluted gyre.

The undercurrents tangle her in

Netting and refuse

I race toward her

In forgotten desperation,

Scorching the ropes of asphalt,

Reducing these barbarous structures

To cinders

The salamanders give chase,

Sensing their Queen in distress,

Never truly having seen me angry

I cannot reach her

For fire cannot walk upon water

And with that,

I am erased by hoses of water,

Doused by Earth heating

Helicopters and blasts of polluted

Non-potable water

My younger sister Sylph

Blows hot gusts of wind

At the humans,

But I have lost my will

Nearly extinguished,

She sends one last ember

Of my incensed heart

Along on a light breeze

Back to the scorched

And forgotten woods

I called home

Sylph races west

As I utter my dying wish

Searching for Undine,

Drowned beneath the sea