I knew you were lying when you put your hand on my shoulder. The shaking fear I felt when you left out those doors were true. I could watch you walk along the troops as mother ignored the sounds with her cries. Me and my mother both had that fear, an fear that struck into our stomachs then slowly into our hearts. We couldn't sleep that night knowing the man we loved was to close to edge of the water. We tried to busy our scrambled thoughts with work but it didn't work not for long at least. We watched your corpse be carried away as if you were nothing. Our eyes bleed out into woes and sorrow as I clenched my fist. How could someone do high and mighty be so cruel to those you sit little? How could they toss the bodies of loved ones in the inferno hell and yawn about it. I strife out the sword and hold it to my chest. I will pull the sheet of agony to those who called you coward father, you will be avenged.
