September 23, 1589
Avis Magellan was not often graced with luck. This was quite easy to recognize, especially with the situation she had just brought herself into.
“AVIS!” Her brother called Avis’ name like it was his own.
Her head whipped around to see Peter tumbling down into the pit raging with blue flames. The stalactites hanging from the upper reach of the chasm dripped, causing a roaring sizzle when they touched the flames below. With his screams echoing throughout the cavern, Avis’ eyes reflected the colors of the flames, green flashing blue.
“Just help Peter,” she insisted to herself.
She focused in on Peter’s mind carefully.
I will catch you, ne’re worry…
Watching her brother frantically flail his arms, Avis plunged into the flames as a diver would enter a pool. The ashes stung her nostrils and filled her lungs with a lingering scent of charcoal. Her body, engulfed in heat, grew numb to the subtle burning sensation. She noticed small plumes of flame erupting from her dress. Gazing into Peter’s terrified hazel eyes, she nodded subtly and tossed Peter back up where he fell from. She watched him tumble over the edge onto safe land, and finally realized how her own act of throwing him to safety was causing her body to fall into the pits of fire.
Their eyes met for a moment, and Avis noticed his arm reaching out for her helplessly. Her first instinct was to panic, jump and reach for his hand; but they both knew it was hopeless and an impossible act. Second instinct came over, which was that her brother was much more important than herself.
“Avis!” Peter screamed, his eyes glittering, wet with tears. He waved his hand more, trying to smile to encourage Avis to attempt the leap.
Avis smiled back at him, and watched as the smooth formless flames enfolded her. Her clothes were deteriorating, and all she could taste was ash. She watched as the dress fell apart, the hoop tearing out of the frame. Struggling to think of a meaningful statement to communicate to her beloved brother, she ran out of time and only managed a final smile. Her knees buckled and she fell back, her body out of sight.