
Aliza waited, making sure they were gone. The sounds of wood crackling started to grow louder until she finally built up the strength to stand. She walked around to the front of the house and up the steps, slowly, agonizingly pushing open the door. Nothing could have prepared her for hell that was inside. Lying in the middle of the floor was her mother, throat slashed open, in a pool of her own blood. Her father lay nearby, his face bloodied and beaten, showing no signs of even breathing. Piles of smashed chairs sat around the room, licks of fire quickly spreading up the beams inside the family tavern. Aliza dropped to her knees, broken as she let out an almost primal scream. Howling into the dark night as everything she held dear, everything she had known her whole life, was consumed by the flames of this frozen hell.
Quick excerpt from the Aliza story I am writing, coming soon™ to my SoFurry page.
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