Chapter 3 - The Killing Rank

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As time passed by, Elsa and I never ceased our meetings and never failed to bring a smile to the others face. But as we started to really bond and become very friendly, at the camp of The Anar Dogmas the punishments were getting rougher and rougher. Every day there was something that was done wrong, there was someone who would put me at fault and every day I would be judged by my uncle. The one responsible for the Centipede, the one who had the plan on how to defeat the witch, the demon. The man that no one addressed as leader, but as the man that could bring them victory, the man they followed just because they saw potential in his future deeds. 

There was no pointed leader in our community, we were against such nonsense. No one is to be leaded, but by him- or herself. We were against a government putting restrains around our necks, that power would only be abused to get the men or women wearing such stupid title what they wanted. But of course, to not have someone to consult with about all the problems, it meant for a lot of violence, if you wanted something you had to fight for it. But we were all built around violence as we choose the path of physical reaction rather than using words to try and get our way. By showing that the one on the throne was weaker than the Freestanders, everyone will know that by being your own is the way and that we have to get rid of those power drunk basterds. 

So even though everyone here say they're equal to one another, they don’t keep to those words. Take me for example, I’m smart enough to know I’m being treated differently, just like my uncle. I’m treated as a swine while he is treated as, well, as a leader. Sometimes I really can’t believe how we can still hold on to our ideals when we obviously don’t like keeping to them. Even though it is so that we don’t follow our own rules, we still keep a tight grip on our aspiration. We want and we will free everyone.

I hissed as I felt the knife drag a small cut along the pat of my thumb, dropping it close after and moving my thumb up to inspect the new injury. It was small, but still stung. I placed my thumb in my mouth while placing the potato I held in my other hand on the strump beside me. As I had ceased doing my job for now, I had the possibility to look around me some more. It wasn’t anything new, people drinking and laughing, some running around to get to a small gathering and others just like me doing their chores for the day. 

If you would walk past our camp you could see us as a traveling village, so happen to be stationed by old reuns which would still seem strange. I took my thumb from my mouth and looked at it once more, seeing that the bleeding had stopped. I picked up the knife that lay on the ground at my feet and took the potato in my other hand, continuing to do my task at hand. The vegetable in my hand only needing one more cut before I placed it in one of the many buckets with the rest that I had already peeled, before moving on to the next one. 

Witchcraft. I have always found it quite intriguing, but also very frightening. It is something people don’t understand and probably never fully will. They say it can be a gift or a curse, but only did the people remember it to be a curse. A long time ago they said it to be a gift, but after the caution around the subject kept growing it was only frowned upon. It was something strange and dangerous for a world as fragile as ours and therefor we shouldn’t accept it. 

Witches, Wizards, magical creatures and literature of such as anything that merely even says the word fairy was hopelessly cast away. But luckily, after some time, some people started to warm up to the idea of magic and brought back all their wonder and fairytales. Thereby following also the evil form of magic, Satan lovers were already licking the heels of demons again, praising the devil with sacrifices. 

Our communitie believes that by simply banishing all that is supernatural, the world will find its balance again and the Heavens and Earth will be overjoyed and gift us with clear days and bright night skies. There will be reassurance for legacy and a prosperous family name, as this was all that was important in life it seems.  

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