The Trial of Fire
Salan knelt down before The Shadow Man.
A crowd of shadow creatures soon surrounded him.
One had some rope coiled around its claws.
It approached Salan and bound his wrists.
Salan tried to speak, but his mouth was quickly covered with a piece of heavy linen.
His body was raised into the air & placed on an alter.
The shadow creatures all cheered.
The Shadow Man raised his hand and once the noise of cheers died down, he spoke: ‘’We are gathered here, today, to witness a moment of re-birth,
‘’time for our dear Salan to be given a chance to start a new life in his true form.
‘‘Not one of flesh, but one that he will always take on after going through the trial of flames.’’
Salan tried to scream and plead to be set free.
The Shadow Man raised his right skeleton hand and gave a slight nod.
Salan heard the sound of drums playing not too far from his side.
The shadow creature that had bound his hands- now had a torch in his right palm that had been set ablaze.
It bowed its head and proceeded with the next step of the ceremony.
Salan immediately heard the sound of the tiny sticks begin to spark the moment the alter was set aflame.
He yelled from the pain of his skin melting like candle wax in the flames.
The Shadow Man clasped his metacarpals and phalanges.
Salan’s body burned and all that was left were a pile of ashes.
As soon as The Shadow Man was about to turn around, he heard something crackle from the alter.
He stopped in his tracks and gazed at the burning creature.
Before his very eyes, he saw the powerful winged mythical Phoenix.
Salan rose in the air, beating his wings back and forth.
The Shadow Man chuckled.
Hmm, he would have to try and see how much destruction the Phoenix can bring with the shadow army.
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13.03.2021. Sat’rday.