Preface
Sometimes I wonder where things went wrong in my life. I wonder about what I could have changed or what I could have cherished and appreciated more. Yet, as I waste away precious seconds, minutes, hours watching the sunset. Watching the sun slowly fade off into the horizon hiding behind the hills as a little child hides behind their parents I wait. I wait for the dead to rise, for the sun to disappear allowing the unpreventable darkness to spread like wildfire among the trees and the valleys. To lay itself across the planet like a blanket made of shadow hiding my pain breathing a sorrowful winter breeze into my lungs. I lay down, sprawling my slender body barring the flowers beneath my spine and rear. Staring at the glistening stars knowing that she is watching me from one of the new stars now present in the sky. Embers float above my head kissing my bare cheeks and arms following the breeze shimmering into the sky to join the collection of stars. Black smoke rises from the small cottage behind me growing more wild and untamable. I close my eyes, listening to the cracking of wood being charred and demolished by the hungry fire. The sound of glass shattering falling victim to the blistering heat radiating from the house. The now silent screams of those left behind to burn. With my eyes still closed I slowly rise and begin to descend down the hill following the dimly lit pathway. I will always remember this night. Will always remember the screams so raw and blood curtailing. Will always remember the sounds of glass bursting and wood burning. With the silent pop pop pop of the fire slowly beginning to quiet as I make my way through the forested hill led by the remaining golden embers reminding me of the stars.
