Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160701214926/@comment-27025277-20160704143040

Salina cringed in those thoughts but couldn't stop them...

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Salina slowly awoke with the dizziest of vision. Her lungs felt like they had been filled with lava and drug through the desert. She slowly sat up trying to clear her vision.

As real images began to make sense, Salina was able to see the horrors. Bodies everywhere. Not one living soul besides herself. Smoke billowing from areas where fire still licked at corpses and the grass.

To this day, it still puzzles her why she remained a live. Her most plausible theory was that the Old Elnofey and their children had mistaken her as dead. The fact is that even she would have thought she were dead as the attack began just after dawn and she was awakening now an hour before dusk. This was a scene of horror and her eyes were filled with ash soaked smoke smothered tears, but what she saw next was beyond any other horrors.

Her eyes scanned the field until she saw them. Zanxes, now a charred corpse, was laying on his side with his back to her, but that nightmare was just a scratch. Salina ran to his side only to see him holding there toddler daughter. Both were burned horribly and long gone...