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Days of Messiah - Volume II The Messiah's Sign

By Amber Schamel

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Chapter One

Circa 20 A.D.

The whiny of horses pierced the night sky, echoed by the laughter of soldiers as the shadows of their plumed helmets glided against the wall. Smoke enveloped Tyrus. He stumbled out of the hut, gasping for breath and fighting the panic that shrouded him. The eerie glow of the flames danced like a pagan ritual upon the grass as he escaped the inferno.
"Tyrus! Tyrus, help me!" His little sister's desperate screams came from inside the hut.
Flames from the window frame clawed at him as Tyrus tried to reach inside. He held out as long as he could, but the sleeve of his tunic smoldered, his arm inflamed. "Topaz! Topaz, can you hear me? Where are you?"
No voice. Only crackling wood and bursting clay vessels.
He ripped off his outer tunic and tried to extinguish the flames around the window so he could get inside, but the fire was too hot and consumed the silk fabric.
"Topaz!"
The blood in his veins seemed cold as he bolted back to the door of the hut. It too was a ring of fire, but if he could make it through, perhaps he could find her and drag her out.
His pulse thundered in his ears. His arms quivered. He backed up to get a running start. Deep breath. One step, two steps, three. He was about to make the leap into the house, when the roof collapsed sending sparks and fiery debris in every direction. He fell backwards, and a gust of air escaped his lungs.

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