The horse that I was riding continued to run. Following the people who were headed towards a certain place. I didn’t know where to go at first but I saw many people heading towards the town square. I heard them talking to one another and decided to follow them without them knowing I was doing so.
I just hope that I wasn’t too late.
I will never forgive myself if that happens.
My hands were still numb as I hold onto the reins tighter than before and made my pace faster than before because I noticed that I was getting near. My destination was getting closer and closer and now that I am getting near, my heart can't stop racing faster.
Yet…
When I arrived... I was already too late.
Am I?
There was already blood in the scaffold.
W-Was she dead already?
I quickly went down towards th
