The fire tower was full of hot-headed people; and that's not a pun-like joke, even if Cynthalia wished it to be. Everywhere she goes, any man and woman in the tower was top-notched in the meanie department - not because they are learning the chaotic powers of the flame - but it seems that their attributes matched their attitude.
Cynthalia was not like the others. Unlike the large crowd of bullies and prideful chumps, Cynthalia was a woman of silence and prefers to be that way. She sneaked away from the fire tower's main lobby with a book wrapped around her chest and took the stairwell that leads to a hall of rooms. The third door to the right was her assigned quarters, so she turned the doorknob and entered inside. She sat on her new bed and placed down the book she possessed, a book which helped her through the basics of fire spellcasting. For now, she can successful summon a small spark of fire to burn a candle; but there's a lot more learning to do, especially for what her teacher had told her when they've met for the first time.
"So, you want to learn the power of fire." said Mr. Norman, the introduced fire teacher. He told her the basics of the element of fire, and how fire differentiates from the other towers of light, darkness, air, water, and earth. However, this element must have a valuable importance depending on one's heart.
"Listen carefully, Cynthalia - student of fire," Mr. Norman said cautiously, "Even though fire is a valuable asset, it can be of two things: one, of creation - and two, of destruction. The way you choose the side of the flame you desire, you must channel your heart to seek your true flame. The true flame is the light or the darkness that was buried inside your soul and your mind. Remember that, student. If you choose the light flame, then you'll go well here. But if you choose the darkest of flames," Mr. Norman snapped his fingers, and both of his hands were engulfed with fire; but one hand was engulfed with the yellow-orange glow, and the other was black with a purplish tint, "the darkest of flames can lead you to a line of destruction... and someone will have to stop you."
The wise warning of Mr. Norman made Cynthalia headstrong in channeling her own flame. It was rumored, however, that some of the fire students did embrace in the darkest flames - and their sentence was to be baptized in water, with the whole class of the water tower to help. They said the baptism was the most painfullest, the most unbearable, and the most scary occurrence for the unfortunate ones. But the baptized come back alive, but unable to share their experience to anyone, nor participate in any activity.
For the fire tower, every day someone became "baptized"; so being a wielder of fire is complicated towards others.
I must not be like them, Cynthalia thought when she opened her book back to the chapter of the light and dark flame, I must be of the light, not of the dark.
