by Devine Dragon Slayer
This is in Chesterís point of view. This covers the scene where they find the
village burned to the part where Tornix D. Mirrison comes in.
Why did this occur here? What did we do to draw Godís wrath? Ashes and the dead,
only ashes and the deceased are all that remains of this once prosperous town.
Everyone is gone. Please lord do not let Amy be one of those lost. As I walk by
the gutted buildings, the memories echo in my mind. Laughter and tears rings
through my ear as well as their dieing cries, my own cry of pain, loss,
frustration, and anger is added to the mix as I walk through the carnage that
was once my village. As I walk to my once joyous home which now lays in ruins,
It is hard to endure the pain of being one of the few living among the dead. I
almost feel guilty for being spared while everyone else is gone. One death is
too many and so many died. Who has the right to say who lives and who dies?
Certainly not who has done this. Fear and pain course though my veins because
utter slaughter and ruthlessness of the monster who is able to slay so many.
As I walk, I spy Kemmy. Poor little Kemmy, she was so innocent. Such a tragic
loss, she never had the chance to finish out her childhood, never to know the
joy of true love. She would have been so beautiful if she had a chance; however,
that was ripped away. Apparently, someone decided she did not have the right to
grow up. My throat tightens and tears fall to see someone so young leaves this
There is Pennington and Jen together in death as in life. They had so a life to
live together. Happiness is so hard to find in this harsh world, but they had it
together. I hope they can find each other in heaven. More tears fall as what
might have been runs though my head. So many cut down in their prime, so many
chances lost. It will be tough but they deserve a decent burial for their
injustice. My hometown is going to be a field of graves. I have to bury so many
friends. Iím not sure I can stand the pain in their faces. By a horrible twist
of fate Iím a survivor but I feel so guilty. Why was I spared when so many other
people more worthy to live died. I feel an air of depression overtake me.
There is Miguel, Clessís dad. If he could not stop him, then what chance do we
have? He was the best swordsman in the village for good reason. I have not seen
him bested. My sympathies go to Cless. He was as good a man and father as he was
a sword fighter. I hope Maria is okay, but I doubt that she is. Her death is
such a waste. She was a kind, caring woman, and as great, a mother as anyone
could wish to have. She was the mother we did not have. I wonder if Cless is
going to be okay.
My house looks like looks like all the others. I can feel my stomach in a knot
at the sight. I bust in as fast as I can. Please Amy I need you here. Do not
leave me. My heart leaves my chest when I see my worst nightmare. My sister, my
only family laying still on the floor. I walk over to her. I see she is not
breathing. A dream, a nightmare, please let me shoot up in a cold sweat and have
my sister walk over to me, but in my heart I know this is too real. I cannot
handle this. Tears stream down my face as I hug her for the last time. So cold,
she is so lifeless. What makes it worse is I could have prevented it, but due to
my selfishness, I lost my baby sister. I was supposed to die first, now I am
alone in this world. Why was she taken so early in life? I wanted to see my
sisterís wedding dress, but the fates have made sure that I could not. I punch
the floor in anger. I hate myself for letting this happen and at the demon
responsible for this.
I hear Cless approaching. After a short conversation, he leaves and I start the
dirty work of laying them to rest. I pick up my departed baby sister to give her
a decent burial. This is so wrong, I never wanted to dig a grave in my life
especially hers. The ominous pit before me threatens to swallow me whole. After
kissing Amy goodbye, I place her in her final resting place too early as tears
fall from my eyes and land on her face. It should be me in that pit, but no such
luck. I would do anything to take your place. Alas, God has seen fit to torture
me longer. Here lies Amy Barklight, my cherished sister. She will be missed.
Someoneís coming. I know my sister wouldnít want me to join her so soon, but I
want to avenge her. My beloved sister, forgive me if I join you too soon.