Embers

Looking up at the symphonic like rise and scatter of embers in the air, a girl dully sighed as she held the golden lighter that reflected ominously in the fire light. Looking at the others, she saw the mixture of terror and awe that was stamped on there faces. “We’ve should have done this awhile ago!” One of the others said now with a large smile of delight. “We shouln’t have done this Veronica. There where other alternatives.” “It doesn’t matter now,” Veronica said. “Ashes, to Ashes as they say.”