What Lies Beneath: A Single Match Can Start A Blaze

[Bvie 1754]

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The chirping of birds slipped into ears.

 

The dew on the forest floor seeped into torn and tattered clothing.

 

Sleepy sand was wiped from eyes with an unbandaged hand.

 

A simple yawn escaped their lips as they stretched.

 

A yelp breaks the calm sounds of the forest as something jabs into flesh.

 

Bare feet scrape the ground as a small flint and steel is removed from a pocket.

 

Eyes stare at the object, confused. The mind reels, searching for an answer.

 

 

But the nose twitches. The nose burns.

 

 

The start stench of a smoldering pyre causes a head to turn, to reveal the destruction caused.

 

Trees blackened and charred. A home’s roof caved in. The crackling of kindling burning still.

 

Injured are sought out quickly. But the surrounding state of the destruction shows the home’s abandoned state.

 

Steps backwards. Questions fill the mind. Eyes stare from the destruction to the firestarter.

 

Bare feet slap against the overgrowth of the forest, running from the scene.

 

A river embankment breaks the dense foliage. Knees hit the soft silt and mud as the chest heaves rapidly.

 

 

Eyes stare down at the flint and steel. Hands open, letting it fall into the mud.

 

 

A dirty bandaged hand with a crimson stain is unwound, revealing an infected wound.

 

Blackness spreads from the wound, like strands of venomous spider silk, creeping up the arm.

 

“No…..no…..” A voice cracks as the bandage is wound about the wound once more tightly.

 

The cloth is tied shut. A healthy hand runs through thinning hair and over cracking, dry skin.

 

A parched tongue runs over the blistering lips. The individual makes a move to sip from the river.

 

But the figure that stares back in their reflection is not of their own.

 

“Sleep well?”

[SeventhCircle 460]

Alem'shun hours later received news of a forest fire in the northern lands "troubling the forest was so pretty there" he would note mubbling to his stewards.

[Gizzol 252]

Tepah is rather concerned that the wood have up and burned. He would tsk as he continues to wait on the sutican throne