Heron Lake Plateau So excuse us while we sing to the sky

Oh!  She'd had this revelation herself, when her parents had told her she looked like fire.  She still really hadn't seen very much of it and whenever she did she couldn't stick around, obviously, because shit was on fire, yo.  

Cinders, they're hot and bright.  And they're colored like.. me.  They're orange and yellow.  When they're all burned up to ash, that kind of looks like you.  She pointed her paw in the child's direction.  Y'all allowed to do that, now?  Sweet.  Where were you headed?