Fire Quote by Rudyard Kipling

“Magic waited for me in the morning dew of this brand new day. And silence sang, so soft and low. It touched my sun…

— Brandi Bates

“That was magic, sweetest.” The witch flexed her fingers, wriggled them in front of her. “Did she think it a wave of the hands?…

— Chris Galford

“With the rumble of the waterfall in the distance, I slipped into sleep and dreamed of a red-haired girl holding a posy of white…

— Hazel Gaynor

“A queer, calm rage settled over her lined face, and she lifted her chin. “I have worked for ten years to become famous enough…

— Sarah J. Maas

When he went back to the fire he knelt and smoothed her hair as she slept and he said if he were God he…

— Cormac McCarthy

“The fire had eaten her lower body and swollen the rest, cooking it until the skin split and here the gods sat still, as…

— Steven Erikson

“I leaned my head on the back of the wooden chair and looked over at his handsome profile, all alight in the glow of…

— Mia Sheridan

“He wrapped an arm around Tiernan, nuzzled into the curve where neck met shoulder, breathed in the scent of wild hair and sated male…

— Rory Ni Coileain

“That night my mother had what she considered a wonderful dream. She dreamed of the country of India, where she had never been. There…

— Alice Sebold

“The next moment I was chained to my chair again,--the fires were lit, the bells rang out, the litanies were sung;--my feet were scorched…

— Charles Robert Maturin

“it was a beauty fire, it contained soul, the sides of sunshine mountains, hot streams of smiling fish, warm stockings smelling a bit like…

— Charles Bukowski

“There's magic in her bones. How can a witchcraft taste so holy at midnight!”

— Malak El Siblani