"Hail the fire. hail the smoke, for he is our savior. Hail the Firent. Hail the Firent. for he saved us from the demons..." She hummed, the sound echoing in the empty temple.
With each line, the shattering sound of porcelain rang out. The fragile ceramic metal's broken pieces scattered over the floor. It wasn't long before she left, smoke drifting up into the air.
~~⬦♔⬦~~
By the next morning, news reports had gone crazy, all sharing the destruction of the sacred temple that had been around from the start. She watched from a distance, taking in the chaos with glory.
He watched from the ground, a grim expression on his face. As he looked around, he spotted her figure on the rooftop, flowy black hair matched with a black magician jacket, shirt, and pants. A top hat, and a violin bow. She was far, but he could could see the pleased expression on her face. The way she basked in the destruction disgusted him.
He turned away as someone called for him, but when he glanced back, she was gone.
________________________________________________________________________________
Okay guys!! Wheee new story!! Expect the updating schedule for this to be as nonexistent as my other story! But keep in mind im a student and I help around the house too and I need to keep up with friends and shit cause somehow I have those! Point is- I'll try my best to update!! This'll be a fun one to write! I need something more flexible to work with anyways!
No this does not mean I am quitting my other story.
Thank you for reading!! Pls comment and vote! I literally have no feedback on my writing!!
YOU ARE READING
In The Tune of Fire
FantasyRiver, like many others, was a diligent government worker, serving the emperor. But the higher he rose in the ranks, the more he realized that nothing was as it seemed, and soon, he turned to Elora, the villain.
