A Short Story: Druid Fluid
He was born a druid and he always had some burning hot fluids in his belly. He was not a drunk nor a punk or a tramp. It was the essence of shapeshifting - the druid fluid that used to flame his guts. Sometimes when he faced the sun he felt it's getting unbearable. If he was a Christian he would spread the word. But he wasn't. He was just a casual druid so he used to spread the nature. So when his stomach got very very hot he shapeshifted into a leopard and run around the forest casting spells all day long. When the feeling inside got really really insanely hot like the hottest lava he just had to spread the nature. So he opened his mouth to sing the druid song and let out the emerald green puke to revitalize the earth.
The color of his vomit was incredibly beautiful - the most amazing emerald green you would ever see. Both him and the earth felt very relieved. Though there was one thing about the nature that bothered the druid. When he shapeshifted into an animal it released his animal instincts. So every time he revitalized the earth he felt almost irresistible need to lick and eat his puke. That's the nature of animals - they find it very hard to resist such things. Unluckily this is how it always ended - him eating his vomit and earth getting back to how it was - barren and cold in the night.