Fire

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A fireball passed by Rosie's head as she ran through darkness of the woods away from the attackers. She ducked behind a tree as more fireballs were thrown at her. She kept running and found a small cave entrance and ducked into it. Rosie kept quiet as more people ran past her hiding spot. She waited ten minuets more after the footsteps finally faded till she conjured a small flame in her right palm. Rosie took in her surroundings she saw that the cave she had crawled into continued deeper into the earth. The stone was a solid black color and with jagged edges. Rosie was parched and in a desperate need of food. With her flame still in her right hand started to carefully walk deeper into the cave not trusting that her assailants weren't out there waiting for her in the shadows. The black stone was slippery to walk on and Rosie was disoriented from her near fatal fireball attacks. She walked for what felt like hours till the cave finally opened up again in a different part of the woods. Rosie was surprised to see the sun was up she had waked through that cave all through the night. She was even more exhausted now but she kept moving fire out of her hand afraid she might start fire to the woods. She continued to walk and came upon a small river just wide enough for small wooden bridge. Rosie cupped her duty hands in the cold water and brought it to her lips to drink. She looked into the water to see a sixteen year old girl with striking green eyes, a dirt covered face, tangled long red hair, and a nearly brown long strapless white dress. She stepped into the stream of flowing water and lied there letting the dirt and grime off of her clothes, face, body, and out of her hair. She lied there in the water for at least an hour. After that she got out of the water and gathered some twigs, sticks and leaves threw them into a pile and conjured a fire in the pile. Soon there was a good sized fire going. The cold water had chilled her to the bone but cleaned her up pretty nicely and the fire dried and warmed her up. After that she threw sand on the fire to put it out and started walking though the woods yet again. Rosie decided to follow the river downstream hoping to find a nearby village or town. Rosie had walked for hours the sun was setting when she finally heard horses and people talking. "Hello.... can anyone hear me..... please..... please help me" Rosie said this as she fell face first into the ground.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 19, 2016 ⏰

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