“The flame on its tail shows the strength of its life force. If it is weak, the flame also burns weakly.” – Pokémon Gold

I would call my name a torch, but I stopped carrying the given one long before leaving home. Instead, let’s say that it’s an alien terrestrial planet where, stranded, I found myself dying in a network of caves. In the heart of them, Colette was always burning. It was my job to inhabit cold rock and live, somehow. But I was attracted to that molten core. Into it, I’d disappear completely.