The Journey to Freedom

Like a genie in a bottle he is trapped. The rules and boundaries of society, shackling him to the spot. So long has he wanted to spread his wings, to become the very beast the law despises. The prospect of treading air is but a distant dream, a haven to escape reality... To live, to love, to fight for what is right. These are virtues to which every man abides, but with society crashing down around him, he has nothing to turn to, nobody to help him. Nothing.

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I am always hungry, I must always be fed, if I touch your finger, it shall turn red.
What am I?

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You sound like fire.

You sound like fire.


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