Post by Sage Lilith Campbell on Jan 2, 2008 20:49:19 GMT
Sage sat on the staircase, not caring if it was moving or not. She had a stack of old, used up parchment on the left side of her. In her right hand, she held her coveted metal-plated lighter. "Today's gonna be fun." She grinned to herself as she brought a small bottle of lighter fluid out of her robe pocket. Grabbing one sheet of parchment, she doused it with the fluid and flicked her lighter on. It instantly burst into flames and she dropped it on the steps, watching it leave black marks on the concrete steps.
