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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?

The immortal economy was rooted in the temporary. Soap bubbles. Sand castles. But diamonds? Worthless. They had too much forever already.