Unjustified Flames
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Strong arms encircled my waist and began to drag me away from the scene. I thrashed like a demon; she would not die. I would not allow it. I would rather lay down my own life.
"Gracelynn, come along. You need not witness this." Sawyer's once mellifluous and animated voice was desperate and full of concern in my ear.
"No! Release me at once! You must let me save her!" I cried, feebly pulling at his strong arms encircling my waist.
"There is nothing you can do. I am so sorry."
"I have to try. You must help me!"
Adrian raised one single lit match and threw it to the wood surrounding her feet. She screamed as flames quickly engulfed her.
"NO!" I yelled, thrashing harder.
The crowd cheered in response to her suffering as Sawyer effortlessly carried me away from the town center.
"MOTHER!" I screamed in despair as the flames began to blacken her skin.
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