Our Ravaged Lady
By Erin Byrne
Grand Prize Gold Winner in the Fourteenth Annual Solas Awards
Little by little, his spirit expanded in harmony with the cathedral.
—Victor Hugo, The Hunchback of Notre Dame
She’s had many lives and here was the burnt offering of another.
Notre Dame’s lace spire sizzled and crumbled as it fell, and the gigantic hole it created became a cauldron. Flames, golden to orange to red, assaulted the lavender-tinged Paris sky, and smoke billowed in gray and white explosions. Silhouetted against glowing cinders, her bell towers stood dignified but unprotected.