Ch. 62: Taking pleasure
Trees were burned and scorched down into dust. The houses and the city that held strong for hundreds of years had been whipped down into ashes. Corpses of people spread everywhere throughout the place; disfigured, melted to a pool of a soup flesh, marinated with a white ebony bones. Unidentified faces laid motionlessly on the hard cold floor, breathless without any signs of life. Skulls had lost their beautiful hair and mesmerizing smile pushed helplessly through the gate of death. Some times from a far way distance you will be able to hear a cry of help, a moan or a lost take of breath. But when you come closer, you may see a half body struggling with both hands to leave the place.