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CHAPTER 5

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Newark quickly got up and casually dusted himself. “When tough men fall down, they become tougher” he smiled at Elena.

“Come now, let’s go to meet my papa” he ran all the way up to the stair case. Elena had no other option and she followed him. Newark was quick on his feet, he ran like an excited kid eager to open his Christmas gift.

Both of them made their way down the deserted streets passing by the empty homes. The road led them to the hills where all the grass lands were completely burnt. Cool winds started to blow as they approached a cliff. A tree was burning on its edge.

“Burnaby!!!!” Newark ran towards the tree. He quickly rushed to the wooden hut, brought a bucket full of water and poured it on the tree. The fire let out a hiss exposing a tree which was completely lifeless and black. Newark ran towards the fields looking for his father. After a while he came, sat on the edge of the cliff and began crying. Elena found it absurd to watch a huge man cry out like a baby. However the woman in her somehow felt for him.

Elena came up to him and put a hand on his shoulder, “The Ferodiums will surely pay for this” she said.

They both sat there for sometime, watching the sun set, as a light breeze started to draw curtains over the day.

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Yes, yes I hear you snoring. The story picks up pace after this (that's what I hope)

Cheers , if you're still reading.