Calming the Fires

Rune was sitting in an armchair in her house, enjoying a well-needed day of peace and rest. No monsters had shown up to terrorize any quipps, the weather in her area was very fair, and all seemed to be well.

However, in spite of the day's tranquility, Rune was not at ease. In front of her was a table with a burning candle in a glass holder upon it. She stared intensely at the flame, and although she could control the fire to do whatever she wished, she just allowed it to burn naturally. "I hate him," she thought.