Words Unspoken

by wille179

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Alexander Apple to Granny Smith:

Sorry Ma'. Take care of mah little apple seeds, al'right? Sorbet and I... at least we're togetha in tha end.

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The inferno spread so fast, he barely had any time to react before their only escape was cut off. Alexander Apple, an Apple by birth, huddled close to his wife, Orange Sorbet. The flames licked at their hooves from all sides, burning them with their destructive touch. It was getting hard to breathe as smoke filled the air.

His mind pictured his mother and his children, who were safe in the house, and not here in the barn. With his last few conscious breath, he looked at his wife.

The barn started to collapse around them. A falling rafter snapped his spine.