Woke up dreaming
There was a design for a phoenix cloak in my head. Small pipettes sticking out of the hems around the outside, fed from a tank strapped to my back. I hold out my arms, squeeze the hand control that releases the gas. A sparker at the bottom ignites and my wings take flame with a woosh!
But propane is too hot. And it burns blue. Fire retardant material with torch fuel soaked into the hem, like whats used for fire poi. Weights in the cloak so it can flow. Light weight material allows a longer tail with ribbons of flame. I can run in it, flapping wings, bobbing like in a dragon dance, flames dancing behind me.
Emergency medical crews are standing by.
But propane is too hot. And it burns blue. Fire retardant material with torch fuel soaked into the hem, like whats used for fire poi. Weights in the cloak so it can flow. Light weight material allows a longer tail with ribbons of flame. I can run in it, flapping wings, bobbing like in a dragon dance, flames dancing behind me.
Emergency medical crews are standing by.