Your fire is too.. realistic. It emulates that nasty flame in the sky a little too well. Look at my arms.. the hairs have started to singe. What's next? Waking to half of me a pile of ash? Dirt, I can do. Ash.. eh, not so well. Not an experiment I really wanna try. Maybe someday. Maybe not. Anyway, I better skedaddle. Yes, you heard me. Later, O' Fiery One!