![]() When the fire had finally been extinguished, silence filled the air, thick and heavy, like smoke that still lingered. ![]() My hands trembled as I passed more buckets down the line. It squeezed my chest, making it hard to breathe. In between bucket passes, I saw the way his face was drawn tight. I watched my younger brother at the end of the line, watched him desperately throw the much-needed resource onto the flames. So hot, but it didn’t stop me from running towards it, from forming into the line as water passed from villager to villager. Water was rushed out in steel buckets to suffocate the blaze that had spread wildly. When I reached the fields, a group had formed. Because no one in their right mind would ever willingly signal the Dakkari, to bring their wrath on us all.īile filled my throat and I dropped my basket and ran to the fields, as others did. Higher and higher, black against the backdrop of the grey sky. ![]() This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.īlack plumes of thick smoke rose high above our village, cries of horror lifting with it. Any resemblance to actual events, places, or persons are purely coincidental.Īll rights reserved. ![]() Names, characters, places, and events are the product of the author’s imagination. ![]()
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