He grabbed an incense stick and lit it,Watching the tip glowing, he remembered.It wasn’t something he wanted to remember,But it came to him. The fire. It took his family,His friends and his sanity.It left him with a fear of fire,And yet, he became an arsonist.He started fires to cope.He tried to comprehend the power,But all it led to was senseless destruction.Not just of whatever he set fires to, but him.He destroyed hims...