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A spark, dry grass, the beginning of life I am alive and I feel just As I look around at my humble borders, I feel that I was made for much more. I have been made to precept the world But food comes first     I look over at the gum trees just mere metres away. Food I sweep over, destroy everything in my path. Nothing bath stop me Muhahahaha The eucalyptus cackles under my intense heat and the once mighty trees bow down in awe of my dread(a) power. I show no mercy as I consume them in seconds.     That was good, but not bountiful. I must have more The eucalyptus was definitely not my style, it was too wet. I prefer the cold hard wood that is part of the handiwork of those good for nothing, self proclaimed, so-called rulers of the world, the homosapian.     Ah I see. There, about 200 yards away is a barn and roughly fruit bushes. That would suit me very nicely. I creep silently up to my victims, first surrounding the m and then engulfing it in my hot body. The bushes were a bit wet but were a good treat.     I am now sure that I can rule the world Nothing can stop me now I continue on my deadly rampage consuming and devouring everything in my path. I come to an old worn down house. Strange looking thing the humans have constructed here. I taste a bit. There seems to be some colourful covering that accents my flame. I hurry on, theres not much time left. I hurriedly finish the house, eating everything up withal the metallic objects that seem to have a negative effect on me.     I reach a blue shimmering disc on the ground. How dare it so far try to stop me This must be the legendary water that has been a treat to my previous ancestors. I touch it. It burns But not enough to stop me. I hurry over it finding to my surprise that my heat is enough to make it disappear. Muhahahaha. My ancestors must have been terribly weak to be stop by that tiny thing. &n bsp   I continue on, wreaking havoc on everything from the weak grass to the mighty oak trees. As I look over the down I see a strange collection of human structures. That must be one of those towns Ive so often heard about. I give the sack cautious over, for the legends have it that no