It was grief and a melancholic longing. Remembering you and your light, he felt inspired once more, but it was a shoddy imitation of the creativity he...felt when you flodded him. And so it was that the man created the fire. Elated by his success, he rejoiced in the light and the warmth that it seemed to give him. But men are greedy and fire is devious. Drunk on his success, he reasoned that he could not only receive the warmth and light that the fire provided, he could take it and make it his. We knocked them out together and I helped her lock the side door. It was snowing pretty bad, much worse than when I came in no too long ago. Trish lived in the next town over."Sooo.... is someone coming to pick you up?" I asked trying to be nice."Yeah I think either Amy or my husband is coming," she responded shivering in the cold."You can come wait in my car while it warms up if you want," I suggested thinking she'd more likely deny than accept. I see her call someone on her phone while I. "Thanks, but it's nice and cozy in here!" Tex hollered back.The Pride was at a great disadvantage, because the doorway was only wide enough for one or two mutants to come through at a time, leaving them to be mowed down as they came in."Which one of you varmints is Krang?" Buck asked."I am Krang!" came a voice from outside.Buck stood up and walked halfway across the hall, keeping himself close to one of the fires. "Krang, it looks like we have us an old fashioned standoff," Buck said."We can. Sujitha kept watching her aunt who was waiting for her ‘lover’ restlessly. Suddenly, her aunt stood up like an upright spring. Sujitha probed into the darkness in the direction where Prema was looking at. She could see a dimming light of a two-wheeler approaching their house. Excitement took over Sujitha as she hurriedly stepped back inside the house. Prema looked around and followed her niece who had rushed inside like a flash.“Sujitha, Please tell me are you serious about this?” Prema asked.