INTRODUCTION: Laughter
Laughter echoed through the great hall. As the dark figure was walking on the sacred floor, his footsteps were heard miles away.
He was passing the yellow massive columns, decorated with purple and red lilies. They died the minute he passed them.
Columns, that supported the old ceiling, were splintering, piece by piece. Some of them bigger and some of them smaller. It didn't make any difference.
The bright color of the space has faded. Pictures on the walls. The presentations of courage from old heroes, guardians, hope givers. More as the pictures were disappearing, more bones and empty skulls were lying on the floor.
"Don't worry, my dear. They won't be left useless." The old, hoarse voice was heard. "I have plans for all of them." The dark eyes shined red. He picked up the skull next to his foot. As he holed her in his old hands, the small fire was starting to light up.
He watched the light show with amusement. Fire disappeared from the figures hand into the skull. "ALL OF THEM! This is just a start…" In the skulls eyes the fire was getting bigger.
"EVERYONE will burn!" As he spoke the last words, the skull was caught in flames.