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The blistering black smoke from the blazing embers soon lifted from the scene, flowing out of the opened door that she broke into. As the smoke cleansed from the room, it came to reveal what she done. Like a switch flipping on in her mind, her shaking scales soothed and untensed, and the flames in her eyes smothered. She looked around, to see the aftermath of what she had done. The house was smothered in the choking black smoke, that burnt her eyes and shined an eerie blue from the moon-globe that now laid beside the original wooden table it fell off of. The walls streaked in blood blue, and painted in black burn marks. The icewing family, ripped to pieces. Literally. The sickly sweet smell of burnt flesh and blood stuck in the air. The sight of death made a gag escape her throat. The floor was covered in the sights of what she done. The carpet by the front door now laid the body of the dead icewing. Her body ripped apart with a waterfall of blue blood pouring from her neck and stomach, her guts spilled over the carpet in a gruesome mess. The corpse of the boy icewing, nothing more then a small heap of charred and burnt ash in the shape of an icewing. All his scales burnt except a few outlining spikes and talons, sticking out white in a field of darkness. By the wall laid the icewing dragonet from where she was thrown, above her a trail of her blood. The icewing dragonet’s body was covered in cuts and bruises, and she laid there, whimpering softly with tears of pain and hopelessness.
The skywing’s amber eyes scanned over the room, her eyes filled with remorse and confusion. She couldn’t accept the fact that she just done this. Thoughts like flying wasps darted through her head. She shook her head, hard. She clenched her teeth, tears welling up in her eyes. It had to be a dream, a nightmare, more accurate. But the sight and smell of death just proves what she just done. She was now a murderer. Killed in cold blood. There was no way she could repent to cleanse herself of this act. She was a demon of herself. She turned and ran out of the house, catching an updraft and flying out over the dark night, never returning again.