The sudden silence was painful. I vaguely became aware of more things around me. Of the clouds covering us with another layer of snow, of Edric holding me back from leaping forward to where my home once was. Of the empty field in front of me, with no grass, no people, no farm.
“Marigold, you-” Edric started, but he was cut off by a scream. Though it was not from inside my head, I had heard it there too moments ago. The dome had been large, and left nothing but mud behind, but on the northern side of that mud, laid a man.
Edric didn’t stop me this time, but instead ran out before I could even get up properly. The screaming continued, and it wasn’t hard to see why. Michael laid near the border of where the dome once was, with his right foot and lower left leg missing. He was bleeding pro
