Nav Logan's Blog - Posts Tagged "pyromania"

The dry timber crackled into life, starting with the flaming brand and quickly becoming an inferno. Soon, the heat became as hot as the depths of Hades.
The spirits which had dwelled for so long in the ancient timbers of the house, shrieked their protest. Their sanctuary was being destroyed.
They clung desperately to their past lives, wanting to remain in the land of the living, but the hooligans in a rash moment of drunken stupidity had evicted them from their home.
Now the ghostly spirits were released into the night.
They would seek retribution for this act of vandalism.

Dedicated to my fellow Bananaman, Rick Haynes, who first placed this idea into my head. It refused to let go

I sit watching the flames fly skyward and disappear into the darkness. I can feel the heat softening the boot polish that masks my features. Lifting a rag, I smear the war paint from my cheeks. I’m sure that much of the blackening remains, but it is no longer needed. My night time adventure is nearly over.
I can hear the sirens wailing in the distance and wonder who will arrive first, the firemen or the police. Either way, it is time for me to get out of there.
Your roof creaks and collapses as I escape into the woods