Today's offering is slightly different from what I had originally mentioned yesterday. Instead it's a clip from my first Novella, hope you enjoy it :)
"Morgan’s body has finally beaten her mind and as she agrees her legs buckle under her body and she falls, turning her fragile body into a broken rag doll. I catch her before she crashes to the ground and sweep her up in my arms. Then the pain hits. My whole body wants to stop. I can sense every muscle, bone, organ, telling me they’ve had enough and rest is what they want. But rest is not an option, and I force my body towards the search of an ambulance. I look around and the impact of the fire itself finally hits me. I had been so wrapped up in my own drama, our own bubble of events, that I had been completely oblivious to the bigger picture, to the catastrophe unfolding. As I took it all in, I began to understand the level of the disaster. The nightclub, the whole building, was in flames. The noises we had heard in our corridor was the fire greedily consuming everything it could, until it had become this monster, roaring, hissing, crackling, in front of me. The dark night sky had created a backdrop to show the beauty of such a dangerous creation. How often in nature the most beautiful things are the most dangerous. The colours, a hundred different shades of reds, oranges and yellows, were stunning, flickering and twisting against a diamond backdrop, creating this treacherous beauty. From the corner of my eye I could see the flashing of the emergency services lights. I slowly turn my head to take in once more the fire engines and ambulance crews, too many to count. And then us. People like me, that had been in there. Dirty. Tired. Crying. And an overwhelming sense of grief. But little noise, disturbingly little noise for the chaos. And no Katie."