I was always more fascinated with the flame than the cake dwelling below the puddling wax figurine. I was never a pyro or so astonished as to make a burning pile of every moment, but I always found the elements quite important. They have beauty that can never be properly held. Nature has the most enveloping sense of magic, and I never intended to lose that sense of wonder for it. While others may blow out the candle, I envision hands capable of capturing the blaze. While other loved gifts, I mentally wander in their presence.