(A/N):
Drop a meme here that you find funny. Or reflects your mood.
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The chains dragged the old man to the execution stand.
Metal scraping against stone.
Each step—A countdown for his death.
At The Execution Stand...
They forced him down. Roughly. And locking him down in it.
His neck exposed—Resting against cold wood.
A position meant for one thing.
His head would be cut off at any moment by a single swing of an axe.
But the old man Didn't Look at Death but.
The he lifted his gaze. Not at the guards. Not at the blade.
At the people. The same people who stood frozen.
Silent. Broken.
"...."
"...."
"...."
His voice rose as he spoke which every one who had gathered could hear out—Not weak. Not trembling.
But echoed with. Defiant
"Don't stay here!"
The crowd flinched hearing his words.
