Fire.
Blue, and red flames, casting off yellow sparks. It lightened up the room, keeping it warm and protected from the cold in winter.
A woman watched the flame from the bed, her fingers curling around the bedsheet. Her eyes following them as they rose and fell back into the fire.
The sound of shattering windows had her see to her side, screamed as the wave of pain ripped through her body. The roar of thunder outside didn't let her painful whimpers reach to others' ears.
Her nails dug on the sheet, almost rip it out in the process of easing her pain. The pain eased then, her body relaxed on the bed as a loud sigh of relief escape her lips. It was just for a mere second later when another wave of pain she felt in her lower abandon. She screamed out as she couldn't take it anymore.
