Vermillion The Eye Catcher

By Devika Hardikar

The harrowing smoke and ash spread further and further into the building. There was absolutely no way that anyone was going to escape the fire, but that didn’t stop Arya from fighting the orange and vermilion flames from taking everything she had away from her.

BANG!

She looked up at the broken piece of ceiling that lay in front of her. The dust clouded her vision but she could still make out the growing cracks and fissures that decorated the walls around her. She wanted to scream. Wanted to scream till the point her throat was sore and she could speak no more. TheThe only problem was that she had inhaled too much smoke. Too muchToo much smoke had filled her lungs, too much panic had filled her thoughts and too much pain had met with her body. And the bitter end was the only way to make it stop.

By Devika Hardikar