Axel
Death waits for me as water fills my lungs. I see someone reach for my hand, but I can't make out their face. I stretch my arm out so they can reach me, but I go on unconscious. I wake up coughing up water on a beach near town. It was morning and the Sun was already out. Trying to catch my breath I sit up in the wet sand and look for my rescuer. I don't know who or what saved me last night, but I'm glad they did. Seven days till my twenty-fifth birthday and I need to be alive in order to be crowned king.
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- Moore
