loss of honour

 

THE LOSS OF HONOUR

 

The three, smoke blackened figures fell through the fire damaged iron bound door, and laid in the door way of the cellars outside exit. Greedily gasping the warm semi fresh air which was full of smoke which was still rising from the surrounding smouldering buildings.

One of the figures stood with a heart felt sob as he saw the blackened bodies lying where the loathsome elves had left them. With fire burned arrows still in the backs and the fronts of the fallen.

He reached down and pulled each of the others to their feet. With a scream all three flung their arms around each other and sobbed for the fallen. After a time of grief the tallest of them released his hold on the other 2. He walked to closet body and with delicate care raised his kinfolk in his arms. With a strangled sob started to the door of the cellar and carried the body down the steps and laid it will care on the stone flagged floor in the far corner. He spun around when he heard steps on the stairs behind him. It was his comrades in arms each bearing more of the grim bundles which he had carried himself. He nodded and pointed them to place the dead where he had placed the fist one.

Through out the morning and into the after noon they worked never stopping and never speaking to each other.

When they had finished carrying the dead to their tomb. They started carrying wood down the steps and started placing it amongst the body till they were covered by wood. The soot covered dwarves carried small barrels to the top the steps and with a small hand axe broke them open and one after each other pushed them down the stairs. Where the contents splashed over the wood at bottom of the stairs. The tall one lit the torch with his flint and steel. With a war cry which shook the cellar the tall hurled the torch on to the wood and watched it ignite the spirit soaked wood into a blazing inferno.

The three moved back to watch the fire burn. In time the blazing fire in the cellar caused the ceiling to collapse inwards sealing the make shift tomb forever.

The dwarves moved to where they had placed useable items they had come across during their grim search.

One of them knelt down on his knees and handed the other two, sharp daggers which they took and began their strange task on the kneeling one. When completed the first one stood up and took the dagger from one of the others who in turn fell to his knees and received the same treatment as the first dwarf. The same happened with the third dwarf. When all were finished they began placing the collected items in the backs and walked out of the settlement.

The hair still wet with their blood blew away in the wind.

Author's Note

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