The fire took hold quickly. At first, no more than a few whispers
of pale smoke issued out of the isolated cottage. Lifted up
on the slight breeze, the smoke broke into several tiny plumes,
one of which was carried off across the steeply sloping field
behind the dwelling. An old horse stood there, half-asleep,
eyelids drooping. He was disturbed by the smell of smoke,
which penetrated even his comatose state; roused to action
by the first stirrings of alarm, he shambled off up the slope,
only stopping when he reached his favourite shady spot beneath
the giant oak tree. In the small time it had taken for the
horse to move away to his place of safety, the fire had grown.
Grown at an alarming rate, as the tiny sparks of flame took
hold of the dry material all around, licking along the pieces
of straw and brittle hay, eating into the piles of tinder-dry
leaves and the handfuls of thistledown. There was no turning
back. Putting out the blaze, even had there been anybody around
who wanted or was able to do so, was rapidly becoming an impossible
task. The fire had overrun the hearth; what now roared and
whooped within the lonely dwelling was like some terribly
altered, monstrous form of the quiet, docile domestic fire
that usually burned there. The unseen watcher inched forward.
Neck craned in the effort to see into the burning cottage
without emerging from the hiding-place, the figure soon forgot
the small pain of the stung hand as the full power of the
fire became evident. Then, suddenly, there came the sound
of a distinct sniff. Then another. And, as the fleeting hint
of the smell of roasting meat grew until it was all but overpowering,
the unseen watcher gave a short, unpleasant laugh. But this
was no gleeful expectation of a good dinner. It was not beef,
or lamb, or pork that crackled and spat in the roaring flames.
It was human flesh.
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