There was this light that flickered in her pocket when she hoped there was someone lighting up the bonfire back, but all the others seemed unbothered by the cold night wind.
Iris blinked her eyes and reached out to her pocket only to find the small fire magic stone. In the dark, it glowed beautifully. The surface of the stone was the color of red, but the last time she saw it, it was a dark red, yet right now, it was light red.
Iris was amazed to see the stone, she had never seen something so magical like this, though she heard many stories about the magicians and sorcerers and how great the power that those magic users held was.
The stone was so warm and somehow, this made her whole body also feel warm, just by clutching onto it.
Mesmerized by what she was seeing, she forgot about her fear of the darkness that still surrounded her, because right now, she had only eyes for this tiny light in her hands.
