Spend five minutes with my favorite character, Magellan.
He stepped back, reeling from the heat, and the flames advanced. Sweat dampened his temple as his heart shook. The world around him: engulfed, gone, succumbed to fire. Everything he knew was beyond the flames. Did it still exist? Did the people he loved wait for him beyond?
Shuttering, terrified, Magellan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and jumped through the fire. But he never felt its heat. He opened his eyes, and the flames remained, taunting, begging.
“Enough,” he whispered, and the flames disappeared.