When I was a child, I heard voices. Some would sing and some would scream. You soon find you have few choices, I learned the voices died with me. When I was a child, I'd sit for hours, staring into open flame. Something in it had a power, could barely tear my eyes away. All you have is your fire and the place you need to reach. Don't you ever tame your demons, but always keep 'em on a leash.