With a dash and a breath
warmth finds a material home.
After evaluating the right measures,
the intensity grows and sustains.
The consumption introduces a mote,
a protective place to fight for forgiveness
As the tower shrinks,
the plasma begins to tear, but even those are short lived.
Running down the exterior, it moves from the source,
beginning to slow and finally harden,
leaving scars along the body.
Once the resource reach their end,
the initial guarding, encompassing mote
starts to swallow the life until it's extinguished
and leave only a fallen puddle of what once was.
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