Action: Lighting a fire
Word: Bridge
Word Count: 98


Foment had been smoldering, hidden from view for years, biting its cloven tongue of fire until the perfect match came along to ignite it.

The flame was thrown.

Naturally, the volcano erupted, spewed molten lava, scorching everything in its wake. Tread cautiously over those charred remains. Nascent combustion of glowing embers is still a living threat.

We can try to build a bridge over the chasm between before and after, but bombs yet lurk beneath the surface; their potential detonation abides in our collective mind field.

The search now begins for what can be rescued from the ashes.

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