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Cinder lived in the Ember Peaks, a volcanic wasteland where the sky rained ash and the rivers flowed with liquid rock. He was loud, impulsive, and hot-tempered—literally. When he laughed, sparks flew. When he cried, hot lava seeped from his eyes and hardened into obsidian tears. He was lonely. Every rock he touched turned to glass. Every living thing he tried to hold withered to cinders. The other fire creatures respected his power, but they feared his wild heart.

She extended a watery hand. He hesitated, then touched her with a single fiery finger. Steam exploded—but not in violence. It rose as a warm, soft cloud that carried the Heartstone upward. The seed hovered between them, drinking from both their essences. Cinder's heat made it glow; Aquaria's moisture made it sprout. lava boy water girl

"We have to work together," she said.

"You're extinguishing my glow," he replied, taking a step back. Cinder lived in the Ember Peaks, a volcanic

"I still don't like getting wet," Cinder said, his arm now covered in a thin, safe layer of cool stone—a gift from Aquaria's touch. When he cried, hot lava seeped from his

Once upon a time, in a world split in two by an ancient curse, there was a boy made of molten fire and a girl carved from living water. Their names were Cinder and Aquaria.

Between them lay the Heartstone, half-sunk in bubbling mud. When Cinder reached for it, his heat made the mud hiss and crack. When Aquaria reached for it, her touch turned the mud to slush. Neither could hold it alone.