The gift, or what was meant to be a gift, began to burn away, losing it's color and splendor in every second that it was consumed by fire.
It was a statue, one which had glamorous colors and a well shapn design. One could tell it was very well made from the appearance alone. The statue was of a man, the man was wearing a very decent attire, though most had been consumed by the flames, it resembled a suit.
The colors were already bleaching off, and most of it's body parts had been engulfed, but there was no doubt about it... This was a figure that greatly resembled Richard.
It had been hand-made, well designed and intricately created.
"Only one person this guy knows would have the skill meant to create this stuff, as well as the intentions... And that's Ciara!" Richard's doppelganger smiled.
He snapped his fingers, and the flames stopped, leaving nothing left of the figure, but ash. The ashes were blown by an unknown force, scattering throughout the room.
