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Silver chains hang loose and empty.
Armor clanks as the guards wrestle the prisoner.
Glaring sunlight takes her sight for only a moment.
A wooden stage lays ahead.
The crowd is silent as she steps on to the platform.
The noose is looped over her head.
She closes her eyes and prepares to breathe her last sigh.
Then changes her mind and opens her mouth and screams as loud as her lungs will project:
"Ha! You think this is the last of the rebellion?! Now is the time to rise! Now is-"
The platform's floor is dropped away.
The rope chokes out the last of her words.
But it's not soon enough and the crowd rebels.
A war cry sounds.
And the fall of the city has begun.
...
A single girl rushes from the crowd towards the hanging prisoner.
Her Dragon-scales shine a dull grayish-white.
Her eyes are wide with fear and wet with unrealized tears.
With a quick and graceful slash of her sword, the noose is no more.
The Elfin girl slumps into her arms.
The newcomer shakes the her and begs:
"Wake up, Coelynn! Wake up!"
She holds her close and whispers:
"Tis won't be thee end, my love; I shall finish thee fight! I swear it by your blade!"
...
I shall finish thee war we have started.
I shan't let your passing be for nothing.
Oct 15, 2018
Oct 15, 2018 at 8:06 PM UTC