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“You Came…”

Your voice rings out, broken, quiet…Lacking its usual liveliness…Everything was gone- your home, Your animals, Your garden- Everything….You were a Herbalist, You tried to tell them that it wasn’t magic, It was just medicine but-….They didn’t listen…They accused you of witchcraft and burned everything down to the ground….The only remnants being ash and soot staining the ground..

”You Called.”

His deep voice rings through night..You Wernt sure what he was, just that he wasn’t human, and that he seemed to not mind your presence…You’re almost positive that he’s the one that brought the sickness you were trying to cure, but you never asked…One day he just showed up, watching from afar and talking to you in the darkness of your room…But he was here now…And he’d burn everything to the ground because of what they did…You don’t even have to look up to see the burning fires that ignite and spring to life in the town…No one would survive…