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About the author:
Chris Vaughn (C.B. Vaughn) was born in Nashville, Tennessee. He is a former track and field athlete, an avid gamer, and all-around movie enthusiast. He has written several works, ranging from crime, paranormal, fantasy, romance, and horror. His interest in writing was sparked in 2010 after playing the acclaimed game Mass Effect 2, a favorite of his. Popular fantasy series like Harry Potter and the Witcher were inspirations behind his desire to craft entire worlds with unique character interaction. If you’re looking for an adventurous romp with a variety of characters, you’re going to have a good time.
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Fire. It is the rawest of the four elements. Both beautiful in its form and deadly enough to scorch all that it touches. It may warm the hearts and bodies of those closest to us or quickly wither away a lifetime of accomplished darlings. Tonight, it chose the latter. A dense cloud of creeping smoke billowed into the sky, bringing with it the unmistakable smell of cinder. Hair-raising wails of the fire’s victims shattered the tranquil hum of the burning city’s nearby forest.
The scent of smoke lingered in the crisp night air, clinging to the foliage like a suffocating fog. A lone girl with hair as red as the fires behind her ran crying along the narrow path ahead of her, stumbling on protruding roots, trying to escape the reach of the angry blaze. The frequent screams of her once-revered friends and acquaintances sent sharp stings of fear pulsing through her, each more painful than the last, as if shedding her very soul. Fighting her mounting exhaustion, the terrified girl forced herself away from the fiery inferno engulfing her once peaceful city one reluctant step and pant at a time. With each wail from the smoldering husk, she cried harder, forcing herself to run faster.
“Find her! Find her now!” A woman’s voice carried in the distance. It was calculated in its tone, yet shaky somehow, at odds with itself. As if feigning strength yet yielding to madness.