[center][color=orange][h3]Ira[/h3][/color][/center]

The events of the meeting had ended in failure. Ira watched as her father came and without word stole away with the mischievous brother. A brother who had in his hands taken both the right to life and death from his siblings. Ira boiled. Her anger and fury visible for all to gaze upon. A frightening image of pure hatred. Not necessarily towards her brother, but towards the slow, methodical, inaction of her siblings. Those who had their chance, but did not act. Maybe even a semblance of anger towards herself, but these were not thoughts she pondered.

With a swift movement, Ira left the Island and traveled far. Traveled as far as she could until she grew bored of her rage. The seas around her boiled. The clay around her began to mold. Fire began to spew from newly formed stone. Earth began to be molded by flame. Birth, after rebirth, the land grew and was promptly destroyed by her rage. The land was scarred with the ashes of her creation. It was then that she knew her purpose. It was thing to claim the realm of fire. Another to embody it. She grew comfortable with her beautiful creations of forest and stone burning in the fires of hatred. She wept when they died and wept when they regrew. This should be embodiment of creation. Mesmerized by this process, she could not look away. Until her creation became obscured, rain, sleet, and snow. Obscuring a process so beautiful, so refined. That made her grow furious. With her fury she ensured that none would be able to look away from her creation. That the sun itself would always shine brightly upon these lands, never hidden.

As she looked upon her creation, perfectly beautiful. Finely molded into a statement upon the ideal form of creation. Life born of both destruction and death. The new standing upon the ashes of the old. The old sacrificing itself for the new. She impressed upon these lands the name Phyra. A name that would echo for generations. A name that would be remembered by all who gazed upon these lands and who lived within them.

 [color=orange]Ira attempts to consolidate her claim over the realm of fire[/color]

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