12-03-2008, 06:46 PM
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It burned his nose and yet, he could not smell it. It filled his lungs but with muted taste, something familiar and all to different this time around. Smoke. Fire. Alarmed, Jasper's head lifted for the skies, drawing odd colored eyes across and to the cloud of thick black smoke that seemed to have come all to suddenly. First a fire in their old home and now their new? This one didn't seem as spread as the other had, smaller and contained, and even as he ran through the snow toward the smoke, it didn't even seem to grow. Thrusting himself off of trees with his hands, pushing himself faster and faster, Jasper didn't stop until he could feel the heat on his skin. Bursting through the trees finally, Jasper came upon a sight that he had never imagined he would see. His home was burning to the ground and his father was there watching it. Had he come because he thought his son might still be inside? He coughed suddenly, continuing forward slowly, shielding one side of his face with his arms as he stumbled toward his father, careful not to go any closer to the building. "What happened?" There was confusion in his voice, curiosity and perhaps a bit accusation, but he hid it as best he could. Had someone tried to kill him? |