Flash Fiction: Lost

The amalgamated thing moved as one. The hundreds of people half-melded into limbs of a broken god screamed as individuals.

“My family…” the farmer begged.

“I cannot save them,” the wizard said, shoulders sagging. “Only end their torment.”

He summoned fire.

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