I'm in the illustrious Baguette Stuffed. The guy behind the counter remembered me even though it's been well over a year. My taste-buds are alight with the savoury spice of green chillies and salt n' vinegar crisps. The Edinburgh streets are slick with rain.
It's so good to be home.
Burning, Burning – Everything is on fire.
Ash rains from the sky as the screams from the street slowly die out one by one.
My family, my city – curse the gods.
What did we do to deserve this?
The ash burns my skin.
I'm afraid.
I don't want to die.