It was okay.
Summary: Out of the woods there was fire. Dancing and swaying and…laughing. Laughing as all the people who called it home burned.
Note: you know the drill.
All you could smell was smoke.
All you could see were flames.
Once out of the woods all you could see was fire.
Dancing and swaying and…laughing.
Laughing as all the people who called it home burned.
But it was okay.
They all told you lies so it was okay.
And now he laughs.
His voice crackling as much as the fire around him.
His flesh as dark as the center of their hearts.
With every step he takes fire burns from the point he once stood.
Mocking those brave enough to fight back.
I laugh at you as you once laughed at me.
His fingers stained with blood.
His lips pulled back in hate.
He is not a boy.
He is not a demon.
He is nothing.
But it was okay.
Seeing as they were nothing either.
But still.
They consumed.
They spat lies.
And they burn as he laughs.
They burn.