Chapter Five(11)

It was like a horror movie come to life, except without the shrieking and whimpering. But somehow it was more terrible, a silent condemnation to all traces left by the villagers, creation sliced into pieces by chaos, lives wiped out without a chance to heal.
A glowing white tower, in the distance, still as pure as the wings of angel, standing unharmed over the ruins. The tower looked just like the one she had just been standing in front of.