Soul collector

Death by love

"Succumb to your fate witches" the furious villager screeched "You must die for your sins."
"I am scared, he will get in soon and we will both die for loving each other" She murmured.
"Scream! Tell me to get away from you!"
"No you should live. You are a better person."
"That is not true and you need to look out for your family they won't be able to make it without you working please do this for me."
"Okay I will live for them but please know that I love you with all of my heart."
"I love even more and I have only one thing to ask of you. Please take care of Darling. My little sister needs someone to look after."
"Of course I will." She gasped as tears ran down her face.
I kissed her one last time and I knew my fate would be death but if she could live I would die in peace.
"Get away from me!" She wailed.
Just then the angry man broke through and grabbed and started to drag me towards town. I watch her be ushered to one of the cottages while she wailed.

Most of the village was there are watched me get tied up with chains to a stake and surrounded by wood and gasoline. I waited silently while the man man who caught us lit the match and threw it into the flames. I knew I could not scream because I knew those screams would haunt her and I could cause her pain. I blocked out the pain and put a smile on my face knowing that she could live.
Then a figure dressed in armor that appeared to be made of stone and dirt raced towards me. This must be me dying I though but then another figure in a dress made of fire a merged from the flames and the girl of dirt and stone stopped in her tracks and sped away. The lady made of fire broke me from the chains and cradled me in her arms. She started to descend into the fire as the world slowly turned to black.