A Little Girl

The village burned down, as it should. The flames consumed the wooden structures, burning through the grass and engulfing the palisades. It only took the flames a few minutes before it engulfed the entire village, reducing it to ash.

The smoke rose high up the sky; it was a cloudy day at least. The smoke rose up to add more to the grim nature of the surrounding lands, where the dead were scattered all over. One watched on as the village fumed, he felt relieved.

He felt as if he saved himself and his empire from destruction, whatever those were, they were a threat! Thankfully, he was the only one alive around these parts; there was nobody else to discover what he had destroyed.