It's interesting how much life can resemble fire and wind sometimes. It seems to spread everywhere, flickering, dying, then burning bright again. So erratic, so easy to get burned in this life. Sometimes chaos, sometimes order, but always the paths it takes seem so unpredictable. And yet somehow it seems there is always some sort of order. It's as if someone knew how to set the logs to burn just in this pattern, or if someone knew just when to lose the winds. To test us...