The years of practicing meditation in my youth are finally paying off. I have used the methods I learned only in bouts of anger to calm myself from causing damage to others. There are certain times when the power I receive from inhaling the fire can be too much. This time is different. There are no lives to save. There is no earth to save.

This stasis is for one all consuming. As I lay here in this burning abyss I can only hear the crackle of the fire. I feel the coolness in my body when I exhale and a heavenly burn in my throat as I inhale. I...