A tremendous crash of thunder deafened me, the lightning strike burned my legs and my agonised tongue frazzled in my mouth. Small pains over my body rapidly intensified. I saw, dancing directly in front of my eyes, tips of flames rising hungrily through my pyre, at first some way off and then quickly nearer. Then my vision left me, leaving agony where my eyes should have been.
Another crash, and the roar of flames around me intensified.
Feeling nothing but an unconnected numbness, I freed myself to burn with the trees, at last to be at one with Lastwailing Wood.