[No, that's a lie. He's not what other people think he is, but he's not totally right, either. The fire does it, heat always pulsating at the edges of his consciousness, coaxing and cajoling him to act on what he knows he can do. The lighter in his pocket, never far from his reach, never in someone else's hand. If anything owns him, it's his fire, but he owns it as well. It's the only relationship he'll allow.]
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[No, that's a lie. He's not what other people think he is, but he's not totally right, either. The fire does it, heat always pulsating at the edges of his consciousness, coaxing and cajoling him to act on what he knows he can do. The lighter in his pocket, never far from his reach, never in someone else's hand. If anything owns him, it's his fire, but he owns it as well. It's the only relationship he'll allow.]