axalendra

 Nami Kin-Un stood outside, watching her sister’s home burning to cinders. People gathered around her to watch the spectacle, but payed her nor the child in her arms no mind. The siren started as a whisper on the wind, then quickly grew louder until the large firetruck pulled up in front of the house. Firefighters jumped from it and went straight to work to take out the flames. One of them came to the crowd to direct them back to the other side of the street. When she noticed the black soot stains on Nami and the baby, she came up to them. “Were you in the house?” she asked. Nami bit her lip and nodded. The firefighter

“The night is for the dead,” The wind has said. So quicken your pace And return to your place Before the sun sinks low You don’t want to be out when the gusts begin to blow and for fuck’s sake if you are caught out at night, don’t act like you’re brave the spirits will see right through you and cut right through you it’s their domain, you shit.