The grass touched my bare feet and I felt a surge of power run through my body. Wind brushed my face giving me goosebumps that I have felt very little in my life. The warmth from the sun brightened my smile. I could hear the babbling brooks talking to the swaying trees and i felt whole again. I felt happy.
"Reagan!" I looked around for the source of that familiar voice. I scanned the plains and fire burst out. The wind became fierce, as the ground rumbled, and the water could no longer be heard. "Reagan, run!" The voice spoke once again. This time a woman was standing ten feet away from me. I was unable to see the face of the women but her bright white hair was stained with the blood that dripped from her scalp. "Run!" Her voice propelled me to turn on my heel and sprint.
I swerved left and right dodging the mangled, burning tree branches that were hitting the once green floor. Then someone grabbed my arms and held me inplace. A scream escaped my throat as the sheer, shock and indescribable fear replaced my one happy and peaceful demeanor.
Then another arm grabbed me and I was stuck. The flames were getting closer and closer. Though the heat would normally be uncomfortable to anyone else, I felt welcomed by the bright light and heat coming from the death flames. The calling was unparalleled by anything known to my body. Then I was pushed into the flames.
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Burning Flame
FantasyAfter a apocalyptic disease took over the world leaving many dead, the world was finally gaining a sort of order. Tribes were being formed. They worship different elements. Fire, water, air, earth, metal, electricity, light, darkness, and blood. Whe...
