NATALIE
The burning woman walks to me, her steps small. The more she walks, the greater the distance between us becomes.
I am desperate. I need to communicate with her. I have to find out about a lot of things.
Her shimmering ambers leave mine, lowering to my stomach. The fire burning her, lightens. I watch in awe as she shakes her head, her glowing hair swaying with the movement.
“ Don’t let them know about it. ” She didn’t open her mouth, just stared but her voice still sounded somewhere at