She would die today, but she wasn't crying.
The fire burned merrily. Golden red flames danced and leaped. A petite young woman stood in the center of the heat, her soft blond hair flying in the heated air. Her bright blue eyes were closed in prayer.
He would live today, and for centuries to come. That was his curse.
A tall Frenchman stood out in the crowd of peasants. His golden hair whipped across a handsome face distorted with emotions. Enough tears for a thousand people flowed freely from his deep blue eyes.
The fire seemed to burn brighter. People who stood closer to the burning backed off to avoid the heat. The tall Frenchman seized the opportunity to move closer to the burning lady.
She turned her head towards the man. Her small French features were harshly lit in the hellish heat. The blue eyes normally the color of the sky were reflected red from the fire.
Their eyes met for a moment, deep cobalt against the sky-blue that bled with fire.
If only the moment lasted longer. If only they could stare into each other's eyes forever. If only time could stop. But time was cold. It did not stop.
She smiled a sad smile for him as the flames surrounded her.
More tears flowed from his dark eyes as the flames grew to block her from his vision.
"Jeanne…."
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Hello. I am the almighty. I am the Korean who controls this story.
Just saying.
A remake of sorts? I dunno.
It's been a year, but I haven't been able to get the story out of my head.
And now I'm back
More powerful than ever
With more stories planned and mapped out.
기대하셔라!