Wren
I was being consumed. Consumed by a fire so hot and so vicious that it made dragon fire look like nothing.
There was no running from it.
No escape.
There was only pain.
It ate me up , leaving nothing behind but agony and a reddish orange haze. There was nothing for me to see. Nothing for me to feel but the bite of those flames against my soul.
My head was full of screaming. Choking , gargling sounds that some how just made it worse.
It wasn’t me making those sounds I was sure of it. I couldn’t make a sound even if I wanted to. It was like my lips had been sewn shut.
FIGHT.
It was like I had said it but at the same time I hadn’t. The pain was mixing up everything in my head.
I couldn’t think straight.
I wasn’t even sure I was me anymore , all I was was pain.
Wren her
