Light a match.
See: Mr Gold violently scratched the stick that hit the box it instantly made a bursting rage red flames . It was drowning in the stick and left a trace of black mark.
Hear: I did discern a sparking like a firework. This particular sound reminded me of my brother eating cereal.
Smell: My nose picked up a harvest, a VERY vigorous smell that burnt and left a trace of ash and smoke and never smelt it.
Taste: When I extended my mouth and ate it my tongue was aqueducts for saliva to take out the flames in my mouth. It tasted like burnt noodles.
Feel: I imagine a very Scorching blister on my palm. It was Like a wildfire! It was scorching enough to melt the south pole.
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