An Angel in a Seed

Sitting by an apple tree, there was a young boy, alone, looking at the sky. There was no
care or concern on his face. A strong wind began to blow, and the leaves in the tree started
moving ghost-like through the air. An apple fell off the tree and landed in the boy’s lap. That is
when the terror began.
The sky began to darken, not the deep grey of storm clouds, but an ominous black that
made the air thick with cold. A tremor ran under the ground a few yards away from the boy. The
tree that marked the distance fell into a gaping hole that suddenly opened from the earth. Bright
orange flames shot up through the center of the hole, nearly burning the boy from the heat, yet he
did not move. He only stared until he heard a voice. Slowly he got up and moved away to the
relative safety of the apple tree. The phantom voice called out again in an incoherent malevolent
voice.
His eyes could not b...