Hey bros. I do not own. This story is all about Jack. I was inspired by the Candles because it's my book cover. :) Grab tissues, some may need them.
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Jack looked up at the starry sky. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He walked around the village, carrying a burning candle, passing by burned buildings.
He could have sworn he heard the soft laughter of children giggling as he walked down the middle of the street.
Ashes littered the ground. He wondered how long he had been here. He had a conversation with Jackson, but after a while Jack grew quiet.
He was in deep thought. 'It's like living in a dream…' Jack thought to himself. He twirled around.
As he walked down the street, he passed a girl's doll. It was scratched and burned, the hair torn out.
The moon was full, it's light shining down on the once glorious town of Hilfe. He remembered suddenly, in vivid memory what happened after the town burned.
After he had let Jackson out, he had moved on to other towns. Jackson burned many, the death toll over 200,000. Jack added another lit candle around the well.
374,250 candles surrounded the well, some circling it, others lay on it's rim. He grabbed two more of the candles hanging by strings on the trees.
He walked past all the evidence of the fire. He walked past everything that his live should have been.
Soon he came to a large hill. He climbed it, used to the steep slope. Soon he reached the tree.
The tree's branches were bare of leaves, as they stay every month. But candles replaced the green leaves.
Instead of cream candles like the other trees. These candles were rose colored. Next the tree, two gravestones stuck up out of the ground.
He crouched down and set the two lit candles over each of the graves. Their graves.
Jack stood, his head hung low.
"Mama, Papa, forgive me."
Next chapter shall come soon! By the way, 'Hilfe' means 'Help' in German! ;D