The Fire

The door creaked open as the young boy stepped out but was quickly

slammed shut by the viscous wind the noise echoed through the hills

disturbing some pigeons roosting in the near by trees. The moon was

illuminating the night sky with a milky glow which illuminated all

land creating large disturbing shadows. The trees bent in submission

to the howling wind which forced their branches to brush along the

ground sweeping the dust away from the track. The solitary building

which could barely be described as a house stood alone and solitary on

the hillside. The walls were crumbling from the water logged plaster

and only one window still contained a pain of glass. The door had

almost come off its hinges and with one more slam it would break. Off

in the distant hill tops stood a wolf howling at the moon its

silhouette easily visible from miles around.

The child standing at the door way looked older than he was with jet

black hair and dark bushy eyebrows that almost seemed to crawl across

his face like giant caterpillars. His eyes were large and round with

black pupils white when he looked into the pale glow of the moon. His

lips were thin and pale with deep cracks. They looked like they

belonged to a fifty year old. His face was white and worn with long

wrinkle stretching across his cheeks. He was wearing a long grey

trench coat which danced in the wind behind him. He grabbed it and

wrapped it tightly round himself like a cocoon. Then he started off

along the dirt road keeping his head low in a desperate battle against

the wind. Slowly, with each foot crunching it to the leaves which were

strewn along the path he fought a constant battle ...

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...s could be heard. The burning

heat began to engulf the structure, mice and other animals began to

scurry high up into the rafters where they believed they would be

safe. The boy stood their mesmerised by the dancing waves of flame as

his very own creation began to grow to an uncontrollable height and

size. In distance the whirring sirens of the petrol fuelled fire

trucks came echoing.

The Sun rose in the sky illuminating the charred remains of the barn

surrounded by fire trucks and police cars. The few remaining pockets

of fire were being extinguished by men dressed in large jackets. The

report filed later stated that the fire had been started by flammable

chemical possible petrol being lit within the barn. There were no

suspects as to who started the fire all that was found was the remains

of an old trench coat.