I genuinely don't know why i decided to come to this. Watching people die for their so called "sins" for entertainment. Looking back on it those people didn't deserve to die. The final girl; i remember her execution in particular...
The Kings stood proudly to the side of the stage, decorated head to toe in jewels, as the King's Guard brought out the final "criminal" to the block. She walked with her head held high, looking like she was victorious for dying.
As she kneeled down proudly behind the block, the king announced her "crime". "This woman is accused of crude behavior while speaking to the king."
The girl quickly spoke up, "Kill me for if you must, but i refuse to bow before a king who wears clothes studded with the jewels of every life he's ended. I refuse to bow before a king who kills for show, and feels only pride, and not remorse. I refuse to-" She was cut off as the king, waved his hand, instructing the executioner to carry on. He swiftly brought the axe down on the girl's neck, and she was permanently silenced.
As i look back on the memory of her lasts moments, i remember the most shocking detail. Children witnessed that... Children watching the King unremorsefully kill her...
My own daughter was there...
at least she doesn't have the memory of the girl's death engrained in her brain...
I choke on sobs as i think of my little girl. I'm so proud of her...
She lost her life speaking out about other people like her...
People ruthlessly killed by order of the King...
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Short Stories
RandomThese are just some stories based from writing prompts, or my own life. It's sure to get emotional.
