In the realm where shadows dance with light,
There flickers a flame, pure and bright.
A spirit born from the cosmic fire, A beacon of hope, ever higher.

It dances on the edges of dreams, Where reality shimmers and gleams,
Guiding souls through the darkest night, With its gentle, ethereal light.

Flame is the spirit of hope roaming the forest with his colorful flames given by the universe. his eye are two pink/red ruby’s
Cheeky like its smile. Daring like hope should give its wearer.