"I wasn't expecting that" her breath hitch from the lack of air going through her lungs, kneeling forcefully while a hand held her hair tightly making her unwittingly look at the presence towering her "what a fucking show off"

The person chuckled finding the situation funny, currently 3 of them are in a little tiny wooden stage with a ropes tied at the woman's wrist making it reddish from it's knot.

She was being sentenced to murder just right after she came to the town, everyone watches in horror seeing how disgusted they were with the woman that they cannot believe what's happening, some of them doesn't seem to know what was happening in the situation and yet was standing to criticize what unknown deeds she had done, their eyes stroll around the single sinner above the stage keeping close eyes to any small destructive details she had 'caused'

She grinned at her own behalf glancing towards the unnecessary crowds that's watching her face her own death which were very entertaining to their eyes, this was the reality of the current circumstances everyone living in, she saw the people she had been waiting for, in attempts of saving in the mist of crowds beside unbothered, making the littlest eye contact, she looked like she pleas for help but they stayed there, doing absolutely nothing

"so that's it? all of you whom I dearestly loved and hoped for are standing, doing absolutely zero effort of behalfing me out of this" she said outloud at them which made them clearly awe, the crowd turned where she was looking. "I had relayed in all of you"

The woman, like a spotlight, she was suddenly everyone's point of interest. similar age like her, she began to sweat in the cold blooded temperature ignoring the crowd that was still baring their eyes, her rosette gold eyes out quietly took a glimpse and the person she was no of getting her own attention, her friend and her bestfriend which was sentenced. She looked into her, the same way the people looked at the person above now awaiting for her to say something "sister I—, we didn't mean this to h-happened"

She started brawling her eyes out with raw shredded water from her little blue jewelry pupils, eye lashes wet, her little shrieks of pain of emotions were heard as the people out emphasized like a quickie fly of her innocence face and unknown tragedy, falling down the dirty ground, she took hold the shoulder of the near person she's with, the woman in death, her friend was with the little girl who cried like a fish

she yelped from the sudden pain from the back, she felt her hair was being pulled aggressively up while being restricted to move, "silence you wicked fool of sacks, now you made the love of my life cried" he kicked her face very hard that one of her teeth fell out which she teared a little from, she felt the rage without seeing him but she's even more angry because of the excessive tolerance of misuse she receives" I can't believe my parents had let me marry someone like you" he had spat now in her eyes and her cheek that was once the cleanliest

She gritted her broken teeth very hard, still smiling like a maniac, the crowd had the very biggest loved for that woman when she, whom they didn't know for the slightest, never gave pity or even a decency of offering eyesight of leniency "fuck, I can't believe this" she said hissing, at this point, she can't help but let our cusses everywhere now that she's dying anyway

Right after being held here, she remembered something distinctly very unfamiliar to her. A place where none was involved here at her current location and place, memories that were looking fragments of streets and people were revealed to her. A vivid flash of light stricts right on her face until she saw something, a private or a theater like performance, the only difference is that this one seemed so real

She remembered something from this, a girl, a delinquent from the street which her parents did not care about or would ever flinch from what she does. Would often go and take fights from everyone she thinks are bad, she's right to judge having a sharp eyes for people to trust, so in exchange she was someone who was wise and was never into doing intolerant things for nice and kind people at her street. She was old enough to know what's needed to correct but she died after falling inlove helplessly for a person she could never have, dying from beating from a group of delinquent just as herself, she didn't survive that. She felt the pain she felt when dying but she knowns she was not her from there. It was not possible

A person from an unfamiliar place looking, she held her memories with her but she think she's not her.

Just a while ago she had enjoyed her beautiful moments from the spacious living room from their house that was build with a lot space more than was needed, she was their reading a book trying to film the words into objects and shapes that it supposed to look. While at the same time their voice, the characters, echoed right at her head through her rounded ears, trying to apprise a strangers voice in different forms were somewhere to help her bring life through what the book's wanted to look at, she was alone at that place while the bird sang out the wide window up from her, she was exposed from the sun that licked her skin to most found of her dress and sofa she sat on, her eyes flinched from the the unexpected wave of footsteps, she was disturbed with the uninvited person who rudely opened the doors backwards where the sound, made a loud bang having to collide for a second on the hard wall, that door was at the back of the comfort she sat on but she continued not to look bothered much and continued her loves for imagery

Then, she was yanked rather aggressively taking hold her sleeves and wrist, pulling her out of her enjoyment, she was bewildered from the action of exceeding vulgar in of her own residence. She tried wiggling and dropped her book down the soft carpet that laid to the floor, looking up she saw men in armed of iron of metallic steel of heavyweight material, only these can be worn by knights which was governed by the capital's castle's royalty, she felt the need to rage in different reasons for touching a woman without their consensual "what's the meaning of this?!" She asked the two who dragged her out slowly out the room, "let me go at once!"

They kept a straight face, not responding to what of her complains even not bothered by the little punch and attempting of getting released but instead they held her more tightly which she wailed at, this was confusing, she did nothing wrong for this poor treatment, her eyes, which the brownish depth of it's pupil held a very resentful look at them, eye lashes stroke and blinking abnormally because of fury from this. She did not give up and kept moving until they arrived to where she is now

Why now she asked herself, out of the flashes of the bright glints light, she returned back and saw the people whom she never met right before her eyes.

She was again, hit by an unknown shoes from behind, she was forced to moved a bit going forward in not her choose because of the impact, she looked back, irritated. She saw a knight, must be friend of the asshole beside whom was holding her hair like a dog, he smiled and unintentionally she smiled back as if she's not going to fight back tricking them into thinking of it, she who has wigglely legs and face of distress from being abused in-front, she can finally stand up, her foot met her former husband's torso brushing him off taking her hands off her orange locks, he grunted taken a back because of this, she kicked him again but this time in his face which she was barefooted feeling every features of his massacred face of beauty being dirt of, the massive people watching carefully very much in awe, the two knight went alert by the sudden action, she looked around but her eyes saw glint of a blade, it was in the leg of her ex-husband which she dashed to, away a little from the stage, she swiftly took the dagger out his legged and kicked him once more but in the ankle. She ran out, her dress that looked ragged from being dragged to the ground was dirtying more, she heard the familiar cold voice that had took painful shots from her shout to ran after the woman, good thing she was alethic from the secret practices she does when she was a shinning young teenager.

She took on to the forest, huffing, another tooth fell out but she's too occupied to care, running towards different trees while stepping into all branches and small fragments from the natural habitats of the earth's treasure, it was painful but she couldn't stop. Blood stains were displayed on her cloth, she looks like a dog being chased right now. This novelty was bullshit and so she continued until she fully resents everyone involves in the castle she had lived within, not even the slightest she felt comfortable staying in with them

Her feet twisted, in the momentum, she stopped fiercely not because of her own but because her feet were tired and was shutting down at the most critical moment, she accidentally thrusted forward and laid at the bushes and grass that surrounded the area she's consumed in, getting deep breaths out. She's feeling like dying at the moment while puffing those airs like there's no absolute in the next day. Her wholelife, she takes like her soul was depending on it, banished in an instant like a fly just because of misunderstandings from the royalty that never was educated in a right way of respects, how were they considered, all of them having the most high position, no common sense at all. She took it off her mind, while then taking big full of comfort around, she looked at the trees presented at her face from above, leafs falling and moving syncedly with the wind, cold brushes through her skin which she didn't shivered from. Too much pain that was beating in her entire body to care for anything

Her mouth, it tasted like metals or blood from her own drench, it was bleeding nonstop, she knowns because she keep tasting it. she was too disgusted at the moment to take hold of her mouth or feel what was left inside her face, still taking her breaths and recovering her lungs, what was that fever dream or likely, a familiar situation she had already was in, from the memories she suddenly took of, weirdly had given her eyes of opening a bit

She sighed, overlapping her smell because of the undeniable fresh whits of the grounded grass and dirt, this smells more powerful and healing than what she odors now, she stinks as if anything she's near would withered in an instant

She slowly carried herself up, feeling dizzy like a headache would pop her out, she sat before she passes here out in a bad situation, she look around trying to find something useful for weapons in helping her out once she's found, only the strange pieces of trees and leaves were around but it was not enough to savior herself from metallic used of fighting, and so she saw a river a bit near her just around the corner, she looked back noticing she had already fled very far away, taking a slow stroll of walking, she make herself stand again to do to the river to get water

Walking very still to not inch herself from being injured than she already was, her back ache more than ever, it's more visible pain than having her teeth falling out, she saw tiny animals within the area hiding in different places, trees, trunk and branches and flowers. A bird, unlikely to be seen from the forest, shorn it's red velved skin from the sun like the blood composure of its life, wings hidden and is not ready to fly, by the trunk up the tree, bird was small unlike the standard size of its natural common sight, it was protecting something under and so she took her eyes off it to not disturb or to make it fly out of fear from sticking her nose. She kept walking until she was in the big spacious open locate of the forest

The river which flew in sides, moving towards the right to it's directional flaws of momentum of cycle, clear blue water splashes, being forced to take its right bumping every rock that stayed place. It was beside a big mountain which only grays and greens of rootful spite of the squashed plants between

somehow, this doesn't seem like her. Being raised in perfection which she's always restricted and being taught of what's not use and what is, high quality materials and clothing were the only thing she receives all her life, clean place, clean food and clean manners. She's thirsty but hesitating to even take a sip from the fresh fountain of innate waters right before her eyes, she thinks maybe, even after being casted out and death on her side. She was taught not to drink something out of anything other than her bowl, she gulped.

She needs to clean her mouth first before taking a gulp, she kneel up the front and her raggy dress, if it still can be called a dress, had wet from the leftover water on her surroundings. She took a spoonful of water with both of hers gently, cold she feels from it. Not hot, the sun is the hot source crawling beneath her skin, She putted it in her mouth. Fresh of her bloods mixed with itself from her own substance

She spit it out after from somewhere near, coughing a bit accidentally, she saw red from she spatted on, by the single medium rock very close to her, she sighed. Ultimately it looks very indecency but she has to do this and so she repeated what she did several times until no blood was splinting inside her mouth

Only that, the holes that she's not used to, because her teeth were missing, specifically one at her side cheek from the left and a bit center flying out airs when trying to breath, it feels slightly uncomfortable, she drank water after finishing her cleanse off her mouth and face. Standing up again, she felt at least lightheaded now having to remove a painful outh from her own. The sudden pang of freshly squeezed from down to bottom of her spine, her back aches, the kicked from before had sudden taken it more effect after standing and the drank of water, she wrench trying to posterize herself correctly, it felt like the discrimination of her own body to herself of not taking shield when clearly knowing, assholes were at her back "augh"

if she could go back, she will then give those who had kicked her another destructive causes of their own misery, but right now she cannot and barely had anything she controls with her own power. It was rational to withdrew after balancing herself, undressing and removing her piece of clothe, then her underwear. Deciding to water her whole body is a good idea, it looked clear so she dipped in then went ahead the fitted river, bathing parts of her arm because of the dried red liquid and other parts of her body

she heaved another sigh after drowning her whole body and said "what am I supposed to do now"