The coach bounced off the cobble stone road a few times along the way. I could hear the sound of the horses, and men as they chattered and laughed as if they weren't about to throw a young girl to her early demise. A few hours passed and night came. We were close to the forest and I could feel it. The eeriness of the atmosphere and the nightly sounds that filled the air were all so evident.
I had thought I was prepared for this, but my heart wouldn't stop beating rapidly as I drew closer and closer to my doom. It was now that the reality of my fate finally hit me; I was about to die and only the thought of it was already enough to kill me.
I let out slow breaths, staring at the coach floor with fear in my eyes. The night was cold, but my face was covered in sweat. As I thought abou
