He walked towards the gallows, his wrists bound and his breathing heavy. The ruthless regime would not forgive rebels, and he had defied fate.
His last thoughts were of the man he loved, the one who had captured his heart, but who, blocked by fear, had not had the courage to fight by his side.
He could not ask for forgiveness, but he hoped that his sacrifice would be understood.
To love was also to rebel, and this would be his last message. Hidden in the pocket of his jacket was a small purple hyacinth: his silent farewell.
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Like a shore of lights, in a dark night
Proză scurtă[Writober 2024 | pumpFLOWER] 31 stories for 31 characters, in a journey of thoughts, memories and events from the world of "Rotes Band" and "Tamashii no Teien". "Life is made up of days that mean nothing and moments that mean everything." (Anonymous...
