The match ignited the red phosphorus.
The flame burned swiftly. When the fire reached the skeleton pit that had been splashed with kerosene by Kieran, the small flames turned into a raging, dancing fire.
Thick smoke rose up high in the sky, forming a big dark cloud.
Herbert and Pierre were softly saying a prayer for the dead.
Even the big guy was standing aside respectfully.
The huge fire burned for almost two hours. After the flames dimmed down, Kieran picked up a shovel. He wasn’t going to fill the pit. He was just going to bury the unburned bones he had collected from it.
They might still be dug up by an animal for dinner, but they had done whatever they could.
Pierre, the big guy, and Herbert joined him for the digging. The group kept burying bones until the sky turned dark.
"I swear I will never have a Bizel steak1 again!" Pierre, who was resting beside the campfire, said in a serious tone.
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