The Soothsayer - Altered

Eilert burst into flames.

He burnt and scorched like a sun in the frozen Danish city.

His skin peeled and melted as the pink flames raged from him.

His sight grew brighter and brighter and everything was glaring and blinding and altered.

Eilert just kept burning with rosy flames.

Some neighbors seen the exploding light and came to the nook of the buildings.

They were armed with tridents and large craving knives.

They could not recognized their soothsayer and called the human torch a monster! They demanded to know what happened to the little match girl.

Overwhelmed by his eternal burning pain, Eilert was unable to explain himself. He wanted to tell them that they were not what they were. Everyone looked like wisps of smoke to him. Eilert needed help.

His fire melted the snow beneath their feet.

Someone yelled and someone moved. Before anything, Eilert found that a townsman had struck a trident in his belly of flames.

Eilert could not be killed and so the rest of the town folks joined into the assault.

In the act of things, a townsman touched Eilert and was burned alive. The pinkish flames engulfed the townsman but he didn't scream at all.

Instead the burning townsman laughed haughtily. He shouted, 'Finally! Finally I'm rich beyond my wildest dream! I'm wealthy! Look at all these gold!'

With that the townsman collapsed and died with a smile on his face.

The rest of the murderous folks looked at each other with uncertainties. Not wanting to be bewildered, one burly townsman yelled a war cry and attacked Eilert with his mean trident. He struck the trident to where the heart of the burning monster once sited, the flames travelled from the trident and lighted him up like a star.

The burly man burnt and cried in pain, 'Henrick! I missed you so much and I always thought of you, because I'm never happy again. Forgive me! Please forgive me for dropping you on the head when you are young. Maw and Pap never looked at me the same again. I hated you, and loved you and missed you. Please forgive me for taking away your little life!'

A townsman glared at the burning sight and whispered to himself, 'His talking about his baby brother who died when they were young.' And the frightened townsman fled, holding on to his head and sanity.

The burly man laid in the thick melted snow and sobbed like an infant while the roaring pink flames consumed him.

'You'll forgive me? You mean it?' Mumbled the burly townsman as he closed his dying eyes and sighed.

In eternal relief.

The rest of the townsmen bolted, yelling God's name over and over again.

Eilert with rising smoke looked at the two corpses in the darkened gravel. The snow fell harder.

'What have I gotten myself into?'





To Be Continued...