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Sunday, May 28, 2006


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She sat alone in the darkness, listening to her own breathing. The flames still raged before her eyes, burning everything within its flaming grasp. She buried her head in her soot covered hands, the tears falling freely from her eyes. She could hear voices, coming from the road.
The young girl peered through the leaves. Five extremely intoxicated men were staggering down the road, singing all manner of tavern songs in unimaginable keys. She knew them. She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails drew blood. They were the men that had burned her village, that had stolen and pillaged the surrounding lands. She felt a terrible hatred unlike anything she had ever experienced.
The forbidden magic flooded her veins, seeking to destroy. Her parents had warned her to never use the secret power, but they were dead and their lost souls called for revenge. Her eyes clouded, she summonded to the powers: not for pleasure of for any good purpose, but to kill.
" Die in your own flames," she whispered.
Suddenly, the men froze. The girl turned and ran, not wishing to see the fire tear the men apart from the inside.

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