Silence can be the most powerful scream, heard only by those who wish to listen.
Why he couldn't call out, he didn't know. Why his eyes refused to work, was a mystery. He had wished for his whole life, to see the sunshine that filters through tree branches...to see the face of his mother with clarity, to see the fires that had taken her...
All he felt was the scorching heat that left his hide raw from the lapping tongues. The burning ground that charred his hooves. Trapped in the clearing, calling out with silent screams. He heard the crackling and smelled the burning forest, but his milky eyes saw none and his throat made no sound.
Only when his throat was cracked and lungs were black, did the fawn fall. He tried to clear the smoke from his body, but it just racked him with coughs. He fell to the ground, his legs stretched out beside him, eyes closed. The crackling of the flames was distant...faraway.
With one last breath, he sunk into the inky blackness of silence...
Sorry it took a dark turn, my dark side comes out sometimes >:3
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