Chapter 65 play with fire

The tent's only light came from the fire, which glowed a brilliant, flickering white like a campfire in an atrium. You pass Fire Eaters standing high on striped platforms.As he prepared to swallow the fire in one gulp, he kept several small clusters of fire dancing on the tip of the stick. On another platform, a woman holds two long chains with balls of flame at each end.She swung the chain in loops and circles, leaving behind a trail of bright white fire, moving so fast that it seemed like lines drawn by the fire rather than single flames on the chain. Performers on several platforms tossed and caught the torches, throwing them high into the air.Occasionally they tossed these blazing torches to each other, and they rained down showers of light.

Elsewhere, several flaming hoops were placed at different heights on the stage, through which the performers slipped in and out with ease, as if the hoops were mere metal and not covered in flickering Among the flames. The artist on this platform holds several clusters of flames with his bare hands and kneads them into snakes, flowers and various shapes.Meteors spurted sparks frequently, and bird-shaped flames, like miniature phoenixes, dissipated without a trace in her hands. She smiles at you as you watch the white flame in her hand continuously transform and transform.She wiggled her fingers deftly, and the flames turned into a boat, a book, and a heart-shaped fire.