[He closes his eyes and sits down, hand against the ground. He breathes in and forces all outside influences away.
In the tower he felt the power surge then released with the Vision appearing in the flames. He moves past those memories to Mondstadt and daily battles. He lifts his hand from the ground and taps the burning in his blood.
The ice vanishes and the world turns as warm as a summer day. Flames pour forth and wrap around him as if he were a campfire. He doesn’t think. There is the flames and there is him. He brings his arms up towards his chest and the pure blazing hot flames shape themselves into the familiar bird of fire, waiting to be unleashed. He tips back and sends it streaking upwards into the sky over head.
The flames like the ice is solid and pure. The blaze of it however is vastly stronger, moving around and through him as the very air he breathes.]
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In the tower he felt the power surge then released with the Vision appearing in the flames. He moves past those memories to Mondstadt and daily battles. He lifts his hand from the ground and taps the burning in his blood.
The ice vanishes and the world turns as warm as a summer day. Flames pour forth and wrap around him as if he were a campfire. He doesn’t think. There is the flames and there is him. He brings his arms up towards his chest and the pure blazing hot flames shape themselves into the familiar bird of fire, waiting to be unleashed. He tips back and sends it streaking upwards into the sky over head.
The flames like the ice is solid and pure. The blaze of it however is vastly stronger, moving around and through him as the very air he breathes.]