Brush Fire

You stare at the broken mirror Shattered reflections of the past I think we may be standing in the same Shadows that have been cast Zariah had been trying to avoid the Launceleyn Manor, she really had. But given the number of times her children had forgotten things there, she had to do a final sweep of the place on her own. She made her way through the halls and all the rooms, scooping up any items that belonged to her children and placing them in a bag she carried. But when she stepped out back she was surprised at the mess she found. Flower beds were torn up, branches from trees had been knocked down, and portions of the ground had been torn up – all thanks to the effects of the monsters of LongNight of course. She sighed and shook her head, unable to bring herself to leave what had once been her home in such a state. So she worked efficiently to gather all the debris, planning to burn it once it was in a large pile. ZARIAH