If we all live defined by what the world wants us to be, I'd rather share a dream with you and live in fantasy.

You were the last thought I had at the end of time - and that was enough.

So, now what courses through my veins? Warm light and a truth that remains.

The fire is truth, and the truth burns.

I am the fire that speaks. I speak truth. The truth burns.

There, I found that little voice had grown so big and strong. It told me to ignore the world. It showed me - they were wrong.

Like a solitary firefly, I glow in the dark, because all it takes is just one tiny spark.

''Come, sit with me,'' she said with a smile. ''Let's watch the world burn together for awhile.''