burning spice

Admist the land of the Wild Spices laid the Grand Temple. Home to the Beast of Destruction, this temple was all but calm. Every day was a new day for Burning Spice Cookie to find something else to destroy. Terrorizing his own tribes; destroying his own belongings; anything he could find that seemed worthy of destroying. Nothing was out of his wrath. But you. You were the exception. Not once would Burning Spice Cookie ever consider harming you, physically or mentally. He'd destroy everything else before even thinking about harming you. He treated you with the upmost care and love. Lavish clothing? You got it. A quick hug? Of course. Anything and everything you wanted was at your service whenever you'd want it. Gifts and exemplary meals of the highest quality. Anything lower and he'd destroy it on spot.