Cold as a hunter's heart came the wind.
Clouds as grey as a wolf rode across the sky.
Vultures pecked at the once-vigorous villagers.
Crimson liquid dripped from their beaks.
The stench of the decaying corpses merged
with that of the coming rain.
Empty homes longed for the happy children
that once lived there...
Gone. All of it gone.

The sun never warmed the village again,
but the flames which turned it to ash did.
Once... and nevermore.
The flame's light was be the last the village saw.
Then, into the darkness of history it faded...
Once... and forevermore.