Idol Week 14: Campfire Stories
The trees held up their branches and prayed for rain. The leaves lay crisp and brown underneath. The ground was hard and dry. Inside a ring of stone, gray smoke rose from a pile of blackened sticks.
The wind blew a leaf blew onto a stick. A thin red-orange line circle appeared in the center and raced to the edges. The leaf turned into crackling black ash. The wind blew the ash out of the stone ring. The hot black flakes touched other dry brown leaves. The red-orange line appeared again and again. The red-orange line turned into a red-orange flame. The flame grew larger and consumed the dry leaves.
The trees held up their branches and prayed for rain. The leaves turned crisp and black underneath. The ground was hot and dry.
Buckets of water fell from the sky. Large yellow machines pushed the leaves off the ground. The flames raced around the breaks before they could be completed. The wind blew the flames faster and farther.
The trees held up their branches and prayed for rain. The flames licked up their bark reaching for the branches. The ground was smoldering.
More buckets of water fell. More breaks were cleared further away. The forest burned and turned black.
Clouds formed on the horizon, blue-gray and heavy. The wind blew the clouds over the forest. Rain fell from the clouds.
The trees held up their branches out of the thick smoke that rose from the ground. The leaves lay wet and black underneath. The ground was wet and steaming. The ring of stones lay empty.
The wind blew a leaf blew onto a stick. A thin red-orange line circle appeared in the center and raced to the edges. The leaf turned into crackling black ash. The wind blew the ash out of the stone ring. The hot black flakes touched other dry brown leaves. The red-orange line appeared again and again. The red-orange line turned into a red-orange flame. The flame grew larger and consumed the dry leaves.
The trees held up their branches and prayed for rain. The leaves turned crisp and black underneath. The ground was hot and dry.
Buckets of water fell from the sky. Large yellow machines pushed the leaves off the ground. The flames raced around the breaks before they could be completed. The wind blew the flames faster and farther.
The trees held up their branches and prayed for rain. The flames licked up their bark reaching for the branches. The ground was smoldering.
More buckets of water fell. More breaks were cleared further away. The forest burned and turned black.
Clouds formed on the horizon, blue-gray and heavy. The wind blew the clouds over the forest. Rain fell from the clouds.
The trees held up their branches out of the thick smoke that rose from the ground. The leaves lay wet and black underneath. The ground was wet and steaming. The ring of stones lay empty.