Heart of Fire

I create brightness from everything thrown in my fire.

When Astaran tuned in to this sign there was an explosion of light and lines, and a heat that flowed through the whole body like a river of magma. At the center of all that warmth was the heart, where every shift begins.

A short poem came with it about going down in flames, becoming the ashes and rising again. The fire keeps burning inside, feeds passion and turns everything thrown into it into light.