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He hears big foot steps coming his way. He is scared on the brink of crying.  A masked man stands before the boy. Fully armored with a spear that is blooded from a recent attack.

Soldier: you survived the attack? Dues not matter your coming with me.

The boy crawls away back to the edge

Boy: I'll jump!!! Don't test me!!!

The boy's eyes enraged and also fearful because..... he is not ready to die....

The soldier laughs at the boy.

Soldier: jump! Do it! You have nothing to live for, you damn peasant! All you are is property, a tool, something for me to use to release my anger, my lust, and my will upon!!!  So choose!!! Will you live or die?
The man pulls out a bow and lights a fire arrow and Points it at the boy

Soldier: 5...4

The boy is panicking he was never good at making decisions on the spot.  But this time..... he is gambling with life.

Boy: I want to liv-

The boy feels something burning with in him. He looks down to see the arrow has pierced his heart and burning  his insides. He stumbles back he looks at the soldier.

Soldier: 1....

He looks at him with the fear in his eyes.... he is dead...
As he is about to fall all he can see is that Soldier smile, with the eyes of a demon who takes pleasure in killing with no remorse.

The boy falls seeing every memory he has had. Both the goods and the bads. He sees everything, the girl he loved but never told her he loved her. His blood brother in arms, but the two most important people of his life His mom and dad.

Boy: mom? Dad?....... I'm sorry..... I was a bad son. I'm sorry!!! I'm so fucking sorry!!!! I wish I could of man up and been a more responsible son!!!

The mom and dad smile at him.

Boy: momma!!!!!!

His voice echoes the Mountains.
The soldier laughs.

Soldier: that was fun. I need to get going, I don't want the General to have my head

The soldier leaves and head off to where ever he is going.

Snap as he hits the ground breaking everything.... even the will to care

The boy dues not see anything. He was falling and seeing many rocks Now it's dark. he can't feel anything but the tears droplets hit the top of his head. As if it's raining.... yes yes this has been poetic end for an ant like him. He can't feel anything.... it's like he can fadeaway.....

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