[The Red Muse]

Pyre snaps out of his trance as he hears Nig's voice. He hastily turned to the mudokon and replied with a shaky voice :"Oh... me... I'm---I'm, fine... I'm okay.. really. Don't worry about me..."

He waited till Nig left back to the others and sighed aloud. He looked down at the calm pond. He was able to see his own reflection---but he didn't like what he saw. Pyre quickly touched the tranquil surface, causing ripples to appear and distort his face. The face he now saw was not his. It was something more horrid.

Suddenly, images start to flash in his mind. Images of war, hate, love and death. He could see all his teammates...all dieing a horrible death.
And as fast as it started, the images fade and Pyre could again see his own reflection on the pond.

He could only shut his eyes and turn his head away from the pond. Pyre opened his eyes when he was sure that he could not see the pond anymore.
He saw his friends gathered up not too far away.

Pyre smiled and stood up. He was about to leave till he spotted his whip on the ground. Puzzled, he picked it up. Pyre sighed at this and walked slowly to the others- not saying a word.