“You ask me what I am, and I tell you. But you fail to believe that I was once like you. No one is born imbued with the essence of fire, and there is but a single way to undergo such a change. If you, like me, would go to the Pillar and take and consume but a fragment of its essence, you too would be changed. The more I eat, the brighter I become.”
And then she smiled at me and said, “Take, eat, be made new.”
But I couldn’t gather the courage to reach into the flame and take from its essence. Some nights I lie awake in bed wondering if I shouldn’t go back to that place.
—Excerpt from the chapter “Miandra the Efriat,” in Mol Kunidar’s journal, “Journeying through Tar’darium,” Volume II
Crayon drawing on 9x12 smooth bristol. Digital version created by photo-collage. For a selection of close-up frames, visit my website.