I wanted to share with you my prologue of the Inquisitor!
I hope you will like it:

When fire burns your skin and when ice is freezing your senses you know that you are alive but what are you when you don’t feel anything anymore?

It was a dark night and lightning broke the sky like scars.

Even though the peasants would normally stay at home on such a night, they now stood in the marketplace. Fearful and disgusted, some of them were holding torches to enlighten the scenery offering to them; others were holding their children close so that they couldn’t see what was going on pushing their heads against their bodies. The Eldest was standing in front of everybody, shivering, not because of the cold, but rather because of the fear, growing inside of him, slowly… like a snake entering the mist and working its way through to find the mouse hiding in it.

The tree, in the middle of the village, a holy place for the villagers, now, had six children, pinned to it. The tree became a symbol of fear and death instead of hope and protection. Blood flowed down to the ground, creating black puddles that seemed to absorb the light of the lightning that sometimes broke the sky. On the forehead of each dead body was engraved an old rune of unknown power.

« Burn it » said the Eldest with a shaking voice, while holding firmly to a small cross around his neck.

Without hesitation the people threw, their torches to the bottom of the tree.

As the fire grew higher, the old wood ached like screams of thousands souls. Then, the child in the middle, nailed to the tree, opened his red burning eyes and screamed in an inhuman voice « No one shall live, no one shall die, I will come back as time goes by! »

The villagers screamed out in fear and the children began to cry.

« We have to call for help. » said a man next to the Eldest,

« Yes, I know, but till help arrives we will all be dead… » answered the Eldest slowly and turned his eyes away from the fire.


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