Fiery Fairies

When you reach out the spell breaks. Suddenly it disappears in puffs of smoke and the air carries the last vestiges away to rain elsewhere on someone else. Desire that is fueled with wet wood burns with a smell of failure and futility. The smoke cries foul as it spreads and begins to seep into you through the pores of your skin and engulfs you from within. Everywhere there are fires which must be put out and trampled upon. Your own however, must be stoked and allowed to burn magnificently, till the sparks begin to resemble fiery fairies. Then you may get up and leave. For then, it will burn on it's own, dancing and merry and alone.