Well this is my short story. I'm not really sure if I like it too much. I think it needs a lot of editing...

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Prince of the Celts

The tribe was in danger, but they did not yet know how much. This night was a time of celebration, for the oldest son of King Fergus was getting married.

While the rest of the tribe celebrated, Connor, the youngest child, slipped out of the village with his lover Sara. Connor was a young lad of 17 with dirty golden locks and dark eyes.

Sara ran in front of Connor as he followed behind her to the meadow. The meadow was not far from the village, you could see the gates from there.

Connor leaned back against the tree and felt Sara’s sweet lips against his own. He could smell the perfume from her hair in the wind. He placed his hands on her waist and pulled her against his body. Sara held on to him tightly and encircled his neck with her arms. Connor picked her up and gently placed her on the soft grass.

After some time, they lay there in silence watching the stars in the dark sky. Connor raised himself up and looked at Sara. She turned her head to him and smiled her sweet smile.

“Connor, we had better get back before they miss us. I don’t want anyone to worry, especially on this night.”

“You go on. I want to stay here a while. Go on ahead. When you get to the village, tell my father I went for a walk.” He saw the anxiousness in her eyes. “Don’t look at me like that. It’ll be fine; he won’t worry if you tell him I’m in the meadow.”

“Very well then, I shall tell him. But promise me you won’t be long.” Connor sat up and took her chin in his hand.

“I promise.” Sara smiled at the man she loved and stood up. Connor watched her go and then laid back down.

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Connor suddenly sat up at the smell of smoke. He could see fire and smoke coming from his village. As he jumped to his feet, he heard screams in the distance. He began to run towards the village, and the screams got louder.

As he got to the gate, the fire’s flames were devouring every house, including his own. People were fleeing their homes to get out of the fire’s deadly grasp.

“Father! Father! Brother! Where are you?!” He ran into his house incase any of his brothers had come looking for him. “Father! Sara! Brothers! Can any of you hear me?” The street was packed with smoke from the fire.

“Prince Connor! You must leave this place at once. The village is burning to the ground. There will be nothing left by daybreak!” The man looked at Connor and then turned to go. “You must run!” he shouted at Connor over his shoulder.

But Connor had made a decision: he would not leave without his father, brothers, and Sara. He kept up his search, no one paying any heed to him. As he turned, he saw a row of houses collapse. A beam broke off from one of the houses he was standing by and knocked him to the ground.

“Father,” he whispered faintly, and was engulfed in the darkness.

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So what do you think of the first chapter?