I start burning red. "Um, yeah..."
I get up, and brush aside the bones. I smash the skull. "Damned witch..." I mutter under my breath. There are two red, dust filled books in the bone pile.
I catch it, and sneeze from the dust that flies everywhere. "Achoo! Achoo!"
When my sneezing subsides, I sit down, and start reading.
"This one is about fire magic.."
"Let's go kill a phoenix." I said, laughing.
"No traces of flight in this book, but I saw a paper with scribbles on it at home. There was a picture of a girl flying, and some strange words." I explain.
"We should head home, but take the book with you. There's something I want to do first, though..."
I force my book shut, causing dust to shoot into my face. I cough more.
"Yep..." I say dryly. "But first..." I take Caylin out of the hut. I blast thick waves of snow at the hut, covering it entirely. I can hear the hut collapse under all of the weight.
"Good riddance."
"Oh, alright." I say. I pull out a large, clear bag from the case.
"Guess what I brought?" I said, holding the bag by it's corner. It was filled to the top with chewy marshmallows.
"Me too!" I say, ripping the bag open with my teeth. I toss Caylin a stick, and put a marshmallow through mine. I hold the marshmallow over the fire, and watch it turn golden brown.
