Madness string 87269

Random mermaid
The flames invisible, the poison intangible? The fires that feast on both flesh and bone? The flames that remain unquenched, never-sated by their thirst for the death of all things living? The heat that lurks, forever waiting? Or, like, some other fires?
I am Maxwell. I make multiple passes, building off what is there with each successive pass; the first is only the roughest of drafts, but then they build from the graininess to create something smooth and impeccable and grand. Leave me be, and I will go on indefinite. I am a renderer that exists only for a renderer's sake; all else is immaterial. Literally.