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[Some things never change. At least once a day, the former Flame King spends a few hours racing around camp, spinning up the sides of barns and silos and launching himself into the air. Bursts of flame occasionally punctuate his graceful arcs .
Some things never change.
Somethings do. Anyone paying close enough attention to said former Flame King might notice a difference in his appearance today as he goes blazing past. Long legs, slender waist, and breasts worth dying over -- the limber body twists and turns in the air, light as a feather. Those who know what to watch for might however notice the change in his running style as he slowly learns to compensate.
Some things really never do change as his laughter rings in the open sky.]
Some things never change.
Somethings do. Anyone paying close enough attention to said former Flame King might notice a difference in his appearance today as he goes blazing past. Long legs, slender waist, and breasts worth dying over -- the limber body twists and turns in the air, light as a feather. Those who know what to watch for might however notice the change in his running style as he slowly learns to compensate.
Some things really never do change as his laughter rings in the open sky.]