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The flames reached into the sky, far beyond the cloud tops, twisting, its toxic smoke blocking the stars. Twelve wiry cats stared into the massive fire, seemingly mesmerized by it. The only sound to be heard was the wind through the trees; it was as if even the great, all-encompassing Pacific ocean quieted its ever-sounding roar for the occasion. Each pair of eyes were rended red in the reflection of that unearthly light, every eye fixed on the surreal flame. It appeared to tower past the stars. All went silent. No breathing, no wind, no water lapping at Iriomote's shore. The fire's crackle silenced.. The tower of flames fell, until all that remained were the sparks which danced in the sky on the slightest breeze. Then, they came together into an orb of fire, stretched, shaped, until it so

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rdfs:comment	The flames reached into the sky, far beyond the cloud tops, twisting, its toxic smoke blocking the stars. Twelve wiry cats stared into the massive fire, seemingly mesmerized by it. The only sound to be heard was the wind through the trees; it was as if even the great, all-encompassing Pacific ocean quieted its ever-sounding roar for the occasion. Each pair of eyes were rended red in the reflection of that unearthly light, every eye fixed on the surreal flame. It appeared to tower past the stars. All went silent. No breathing, no wind, no water lapping at Iriomote's shore. The fire's crackle silenced.. The tower of flames fell, until all that remained were the sparks which danced in the sky on the slightest breeze. Then, they came together into an orb of fire, stretched, shaped, until it so
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abstract	The flames reached into the sky, far beyond the cloud tops, twisting, its toxic smoke blocking the stars. Twelve wiry cats stared into the massive fire, seemingly mesmerized by it. The only sound to be heard was the wind through the trees; it was as if even the great, all-encompassing Pacific ocean quieted its ever-sounding roar for the occasion. Each pair of eyes were rended red in the reflection of that unearthly light, every eye fixed on the surreal flame. It appeared to tower past the stars. All went silent. No breathing, no wind, no water lapping at Iriomote's shore. The fire's crackle silenced.. The tower of flames fell, until all that remained were the sparks which danced in the sky on the slightest breeze. Then, they came together into an orb of fire, stretched, shaped, until it solidified in a unmistakably feline form. "Lady Mother." one dark tom trembled from the darkness, his breath rising in a puff. "My Children have came to Earth. Where are they?" The Fireform spoke with a harsh, whispering voice. "I don't....know...what you speak of...Lady Mother." "For shame." The fireform paced the ashes, and then leaped upon the tom. "Fool!" she snapped. "You know what I speak of! The Children have been sent to the level of Earth! Show them to me." The Fireform's "head" turned back, and then stared at the tom once more. "The newborns." Another wiry cat, a queen, brought fourth two small kittens. They mewled as the Fireform touched them with it's nose, leaving a burn mark on the kits. "These...are the ones." it said with steady satisfaction. "Born to Earth, Born of Yours, Now they are the Children of Mine!" The sparks spread about, and flowed as a stream of liquid flame, entering the eyes of the kits and into their souls. Initially, the two tried to run away from the force, crying for help. The other cats could only watch, hiding their pain from the Fireform. Soon, the kits' eyes glowed with a blood red, and their coats became pure black. The remaining sparks morphed into the Fireform Lady Mother. "Only when they are under my command." it murmured. The kittens' unearthly appearance weared into a plain, wiry brown pelt. Both kits again had green eyes. "Thyme's children." the Fireform crooned. "Their forms young, and their spirits new, yet torn. Your allegiance to I, has already been sworn."

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