Burning Rage—Part 1
The acrid smell of moldy, decomposing wood filled the air. Savine breathed deeply, welcoming the scent. Noise from the crowd escalated as stragglers tossed the last of the decaying timber onto the voluminous pile. Tonight, the siblings would perform their own ritual. Savine Marek studied the open matchbook in her hand. Twenty red match heads … More Burning Rage—Part 1