The Elementals

The Elementals

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My eyes shoot open at the sound of my mother yelling. "Aislynn, Emress, Asterin!" She shouts. I look around at the darkness surrounding me. My eyes burn and I shut them as they start watering. I suddenly start coughing, and I realise why. There is a fire. "Emress, Asterin!" I try to scream, but only small sounds come out between the coughing. I stand up off of my bed and move towards my door. I then hear a pained bark. "Cliffe!" I call. "Here boy, here Cliffe!" I call frantically. I open the door to my room and smoke covers everything. I see massive flames to my left. Cliffe is right in front of my room. He crawls towards me and I slip the harness over his head. We start towards the stairs, following the sound of my mother's voice. Right before we make it to the stairs, a large piece of the flaming ceiling falls down to block the path. The calls of my mother fall away and I turn around in circles, trying to gather my mind. I run to my room with Cliffe right next to me, and shut the door behind me. The fire has started to enter my room. I slide open my window and grab my bed sheets. I tie them together and then secure them around Cliffe. I lower him outside, and down to the ground before letting go of him. He limps towards my mother. I hear my mother calling my name. "Aislynn!" I cough and try to respond, but my voice is barely a whisper. My roof groans and shifts. I have one fearful second as time slows down. The ceiling comes down and pieces fall. I back into the corner of my room. Another piece falls right in front of me, and I scream. Then, another piece falls and everything I can see turns black momentarily. I fight to stay conscious. I hear the distant sounds of a siren. Something heavy is resting over the lower half of my body. I try to more, but can't get myself free. I feel hands on my shoulders and someone rolls me to the side. I hear a faint whimper as they do so. Was that me? I can't tell anymore.
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