Burning Heart

He was ten years old and already running from the blaze on the horizon where his parents and siblings, servants and friends burned in the flames.

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Village Of Slaves

The place off the smell of sadness; salt mixed with ashes and dead rose petals. A cloak of tragedy settled over all those who entered to walk the paths between the burial plots. 

Key To Chains

They hold me prisoner deep within the earth. It is a world of death and hate.  I miss the sun. Here in these caverns there is only darkness. Even my thoughts are not my own. 

Alone At Edgware Estate

The nursery fell quiet as the children stopped playing to listen to his answer. Miles looked in the direction of the governess's voice. "I want my mother." He felt strangely alone in this unfamiliar manor like a ship without an anchor drifting at the mercy of the tide.

Little Boy Blind

Father picked him up, turned him over his knee, and Miles began to wonder as he wriggled, wanting to sit up but held down by Father's arm. He felt an impeding sense of dread but could not see through his sightless eyes to read Father's face. 

Hunt

The youth loaded the arrow to his longbow, his slender fingers resting on the butt of the missile. He stared down the shaft as he drew it back, focused on the point beyond the steel head and closed his eyes.

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