[Krycifer]

Yeah, sorry. >-< I'll get to it right now. This is closed.

[Krycifer]

Username;;
WolfTheHumam

Name;;
Tazani (Taz for short)

Name Meaning;;
Fire maker

Gender;;
Male

Explain how they burnt their skull(can be a story or even a poem);;
Taz has always been interested in fire, he made it, used it and loved it, wherever Taz was fire was in the radius. His farther studied the dark arts, sometimes doing fire spells to control the blaze. Taz badly wanted to do some of this fire stuff, when his dad was off hunting he entered his voodoo cave. Looking at all the strange berries and plants that he has never seen before in little seashells as containers. It the middle was a large fire used to boil ointments, Taz got some fire coloured stuff that he though was fire dust. But was actually powdered lava and Mercury. Taz put them in the fire, he had no idea was he was doing. Just experimenting. Nothing happened, he leaned closer to the fire. He thought he saw his dad put what he thought was fire coral but actually Mercury in the fire and it blazing up once, but nothing happened. Suddenly it did his desire. The fire blazed onto his leaned in skull.the pain was unbearable.his father came back as the fire also created a loud explosion and treated him quickly. However scared he was from that event. He still loves fire. Just maybe a little more careful around it these days..

Art(Can be ordered or drawn by yourself);; will a poem do?
This mask I wear, this soul I bear
This fire I see, it is for eternity
Oh no
This fire will not go

A flaming soul through smoking glass
My burning hands, my face a mask
This peace I search, I search at last
Oh no
This fire will not go

A flaming soul through smoking glass
My river is empty, my water all gone; Why I ask ?
My hands so burned
I knock it down, but only to return
Oh no
This fire will not go

A flaming soul through smoking glass
My hands so burned, my face a mask
Ashes showered down in crimson rain
My burning hands now hold a soul with no name
Oh no
This fire will not go

A flaming soul through smoking glass
Push it hard, that's all I ask
The rain is all gone, the river is dry
The vine has crumbled and the wine has died
Oh no
This fire will not go

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