I am Fire (back of book/prologue)
Every waking moment, every second of my sleep, I am fire. My blood burns and my eyes light up with flames. They rise up out of my skin and dance along my limbs, burning without burning me. I can make fire float up into the air and form shapes. With a flick of my fingers, I can suck it back into my body, filling my lungs with ash, pumping heat through every inch of my body. But I still breathe. My tongue is bathed in scintillating embers that melt in my mouth. I savor the taste; the hot, crackling treats put me in a good mood.
I am dangerous. With a single, concentrated though, I can kill. Burning, beautiful, breath-taking. It doesn't always show. Only when I am alone do I let myself transform into the elemental that I truly am. My body shifts, becomes somewhat translucent, and flames run through my limbs in place of blood. They are my covering and my vision, my self and my soul.
I am fire.