Murder last summer

behead the coward

As my life flashed before my watery, dull eyes, the man with a leather mask came down. He had full black clothing and a blood-stained apron from the past unfortunate people. I took a long, deep breath, clenching the cloth that Elizabeth had on her the day she passed. May our love shine through the living and death, and may our love shine so bright even the gods tear up.
"Here comes the fallen angel execution type beheaded; any last words before thou die?" Said the imp grabbing my chin and smirking
"I did not kill the beloved dove", I firmly said, clenching my fist. The imp looked at me full of horror and disgust 
"The devil has the boy's tongue; he lies in the name of the devil. Have him in shackles!" The imp yelled. He put his hands on his head. The fully black-clothed man grunted, grabbed my shoulders, and forcefully put the shackles on my wrists. The shackles weighed me down but what weighted me down even more was the death of Elizabeth I had to find way even if it kills me I'll find a way I stood up and as I did a tall red woman looked down at me from the mountains "say I need your help and your wish is my command my boy" said the red like figure with a sinister smile.
How could I hear from so far yet it sounded so close in a type of greed I yelled "Help" The weather turned red and my heart pounded the red creature swiftly came towards  me

"My name is Urvite  you called me came why do you call me in such eagerness?" the red lanky creature  said 

"I've been accused of murdering my wife" 

"did you kill your wife?" it said. I looked at it and then looked at the townspeople. They looked in terror at the red-horned creature. 

"did you kill your wife?" it said once again 

"no I did not ma'am" I said closing my eyes and holding the cloth even tighter than before 

There was silence for about 5 minutes. The townspeople and everyone kept quiet, not daring to say a word until the imp broke the silence. "He is guilty; don't trust a word that coward says he killed my daughter!" he spluttered the imp. I looked beside me to see the imp on its throne and two guards. The creature looked at me gave me a sharp edge dagger and nodded its head i slowly picked up the knife and turned to the side

"I beg to differ, but I didn't kill your daughter", I growled I looked down at the dagger. As much as I didn't want to die, I did I would rather be in the garden beds lying down with Elizabeth than rotting in eternal suffering. Killing the imp won't bring her back. It won't make her better. It won't stop the everlasting black hole that's been shot through my heart. My heart is full of glass, and it's sttered. But when I see her again in the after, I'll see her everlasting smile,. I won't need to worry about pain or suffering. I'll see her again, hold her so tightly, and tears will trickle down my face as the halo on top of her shines so bright even the gods are jealous. I picked up the knife. A sharp, shining blade sliced through my stomach. Thick oozing blood began to gush out of me. My vision became blurry and the world around me began to spin. Before I knew it, my stone-cold, lifeless body lay on the cobblestone floor. Death is a timer counting down the hours to live. It freaks people out not knowing what will happen to them and their loved ones when they pass, but I guess that's the beautiful part of life. We don't truly know pain until we lose them. One day, someone will have to think about you for the last time. One day no one on earth will remember me but I know the people who saw what I have done will pass the story down