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The glowing embers leaped and twirled in a firery dance, twinkling like stars in the hot swirling air before cascading to earth like gleeful fire fiends, setting alight the tinder dry forest of high August.

angela described this, March 10, 2012.
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Smouldering, fire licked the bottom of the wooden post like a hungry kitten with a saucer of milk, crackling, playful, gentle at first, fire flickered, flared, leapt, spat, shower of sparks like a fountain, plumes of black grey smoke, wound itself around the post like a great hungry serpent, devoured everything in it's path, choking clouds of noxious smoke, inferno, blazing, out of control, ash floating to the ground like great dirty flakes of snow, showering onto everything, sprinkling onto the ground.

charlie described this, March 10, 2012.
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smoldering, roaring, flickering flames, eager, hungry, rampaging, sweeping, cinders, ashes, sparks, engulf, explode, devour, thick acrid smell of the smoke, enormous appetite of the flames, consumed in flames, terrible destruction, like a great famished beast devouring everything in it's path and belching out black smoke.

loki described this, November 22, 2011.
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Almost as soon as the lightning had struck the tree, the world became illuminated. In the distance, I could see thick gray smoke billowing into the skies. The once pale blue sky is now shielded by a veil of darkness as the smoke swallows up the whole sky. Fierce fire could be seen sneaking their way out from the rows of trees.

found in “The Field”, authored by Lauren Cossarini. loorlee418 added this, October 10, 2013.
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The nascent fire played amid the kindling like a child with a new toy, it's flames leaping in excitement, it's quiet crackling like so much giggling in the woods..

danny described this, November 12, 2013.
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Later they would describe the fire that beat them back as a wall of intense heat that threatened to burn their very lungs, cooking them from the inside.

danny described this, November 12, 2013.
3

The fire devoured the kerosene in a flash of scorching flame and soon began to burn the furniture it had been daubed on. Thick black clouds of smoke choked the air. The fire alarm stood useless on the counter where Martin had put it. He meant them to die in their beds from the noxious smoke, and if not they would die on the upper landing for he had soaked the stair carpet too. The fire would be too quick, too ferocious for the fire fighters to get there in time. In the morning the house would be ash and he would be free.

danny described this, November 12, 2013.
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Smell of wood smoke drifted through the house like incense.

angela described this, January 9, 2012.
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Burning inferno.The blazing hot golden flames engulfed everything in its path

tinstlety described this, April 5, 2014.
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bushfire

hilary described this, March 22, 2014.
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It was a vast expanse of solemn trees, immaculately arranged, splattered with shades
of gorgeous hues- ocher, teal and baby blue, but the ambience was dry, arid, parched,
the rustle of leaves was only to be heard as travelers paved their path through the woods
lighting a fire, more than an incandescent spark fighting its way to be distinguished in the dark
A while later, torrential ashes swirled, blending against the setting of black,
as particles of fire, glittering, surreal, plummeted towards the Earth, illuminating all it touched
The world was enveloped by that acrid scent, the world was set alight by tangerine sparkles,
the inky sky shielded by billowing gray smoke, which spread out like a billowing charcoal cloak
The trees, unable to withstand the boiling wrath

Richa Gupta described this, April 21, 2014.
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I watched the ever burning fire that blazed outside of my window, in the streets. I could not breath, nor could I hear my heart in my chest I was alive watching everything burn. What once was beautiful cracked and wilted under the weight of the weightless fire. The bright turned black and ascended in the air in dark gray plumes of darkness, and misery. Carrying the dreams and lives of many to another place far beyond the stars. No matter how much effort was given, the fire didn’t cease it’s reign of terror. I could not run, nor could I scream. I only watched as they burned. My home, my family, everything. There flesh turned black as fire ate greedily at their mangled faces and torn backs. There was no escaping it, the pain, and death it caused, and the dreams it stole.

chalcanthite described this, April 7, 2014.