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He watched from afar, he wanted to run to them, to make them stop... but he couldn't. His feet were nailed to the ground and al he could do was watch and hope it would be over soon. You heard some muffled noises coming from a women, you could barely make out that she was begging for her live. You are accused of witchcraft and worshipping the Devil, therefore you shall pay for your sins with your life, a man said. And the same applies for her, he said pointing to a little girl around the age of ten. This made the women shake heavily. She tried to break free, to go to the girl. but she was held back by two men. Tears flooding down her face, making stifled noises, still begging, but not for her own life anymore. She struggled and struggled but to no avail. she and the girl were tightly bound to a pole, which stood in the middle of a pile of wood. Torches were thrown on the pile, the flames raising at a fast raid. Is this hot enough for you?!WITCH!! the townsfolk yelled in unison. The boys eyes locked with those of the victims. Both were crying, hurt visible in their eyes. Paining screams where heard as fire made contact with flesh. He ran through the woods, his legs hurt but he didnt mind. His vision was blurred and he had scratches on his arms and legs. at some point he collapsed, hugging his own knees, laying on the forest floor and wishing he would freeze to death. The screams taunted his dreams, as a voice kept repeating that this was all his fault. "poor thing. Now that you know the truth, you can never go back". A/N The story and characters belong to me! The drawings belong to me too, unless i say otherwise.
Chapter 1
