Heroes

 Dusty Attic Publishing Instagram Prompt: 

The screaming stopped before the squad could reach the victims.

Heroes

The wreckage of a country laid at their feet. 

As the sun set, casting eerie shadows over what was left, the squad leader bent down and lit the splintered wood ablaze. There was no pyre on which to honor all those buried in the darkness, but the squad would see to it that the many were not forgotten. No, they would stand before the fire and watch the light. 

Mesmerized, they will let the dead speak to their soul through the flames. As the ashes disappear in the morning and drift on the wind, they’ll turn their backs on the hollowness and go forth into the world with the story of the past written on their hearts. They’ll be the light for the lost not yet crushed or snubbed out by the weight of reality.