The Assassin of Shadows

*~The Burning~*

The only sound I could hear as I was pulled from my village were the screams, the screams of innocent people and the smell of burning flesh stung my nose. My brother shoved me into the forest, my mother and father close behind him, when I turn around I see silent tears running down their faces. My mother grabs me and lets out slow shuddering sobs, my father and brother joining her. What is happening? Why is this happening? We never did anything wrong. They slowly release me and mum grabs my face and leaves a gentle kiss on my cheeks while dad hands me a blanket and a pack filled with breads.

"Don't follow us. No matter what happens you must stay here." Jake whispers.

They each give me one last kiss goodbye and leave. They barely reach the bottom of the hill before several guards grab them. My mother screams and kicks. My father and brother, only fourteen, try and shove them off. The men drag them away and leave one guard by himself with mum. He does things to her that make her scream in pain. What is he doing? He's tearing her clothes and has her pinned against the ground... he looks like he's choking her and has a hand over her mouth... above everything, I can still hear dad shouting and trying to shove off the guards to try and get to mum. Jake is also yelling.

I stalk around the outside of the forest, unable to watch them man hurt my mommy. Then I see Jake and dad. What are they doing to them...? I see them being tied to a big log. Then the log ignites. Their screams of agony hurt my ears. I drop to my knees and silent tears creep down my face. The sound of their pain is too much. Flashes of their smiles go through my mind. Jake teaching me how to fire a bow. Dad scolding him because he thinks, no, thought, I would get hurt. Mum showing me how to bake bread. I always loved the smell of their bakery. I'll never see that bakery again. I'll always remember the smells and my family mucking around in the morning while the breads and pastries cooked. In winter when it was freezing cold we would all huddle together inside because it was so warm, but it was burnt earlier.

Soon mum gets taken to the logs, her clothes are all ripped and she has several cuts on her body. I turn and start to walk deeper into the forest, not wanting to see her get burnt too. But that doesn't stop her piercing scream from cutting through the night.

I drop to the ground and cry. I cry until there is no tears left. When I stop, I stand up and scrub at my cheeks. I can still feel my family's lingering kisses, my family who are probably nothing but bones by now. I look around and the shadows seem to have thickened in the last few minutes. Maybe it's just the smoke.

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