Burning

by Maria Faith

The Sister's are believed to be a myth. An unstoppable force that even Vampires fear. And they have stepped out of hiding with one goal. "We don't want fame or money, we want peace. But before peace we must have our revenge."

England, 1530

"This is the price! This is price evil will pay!" The old balding priest shrieked as a young girl was led onto the platform by two burley men, looks of disgust on their windblown faces but not at the priest. No they were looking at her.

The Witch.

Her head was shaved, her hands were bound, her face covered; for fear that if any looked upon her face they would became possessed with the devil themselves. The simple white gown she wore was torn and bloodied, all her dignity ripped from her; stolen by ignorant men with cold hearts.

"Let the Witch burn!" Many shouted to the priest as the weak and beaten girl was tied onto the wooden pole, that was surrounded by hay and fire wood. The chants for her death, the prayers that were said, spoken in a hurried murmur, the accusations that were made; they were all too much. The young girl let out a frightened scream, piercing the ears of those close to her. This only fed them more ammunition, the chants grew louder and the prayers grew softer. The fire was lit and it began to burn, the burning and biting fire encasing the screaming girl in flames.

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