𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕋𝕠𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕨 𝔹𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕....

The dreadful dawn

She stood still at the edge of the crowd with her hands clenched tightly at her sides. Her chest ached with dread as she tried to blink back the tears that clung wickedly at the tip of her eyelids. Sadly, she lost control. They slipped free trailing down her cheeks. She did warn her but she wouldn't listen.No one ever did when love was involved. And yet it's the same case with everyone else who seems to be emotionally attached. She had tried her best to warn Mirelle.

She had spoken of futures where the law did not forgive, where love was a crime carved into flesh.

"Please", she had whispered the night before. "Don't let your heart choose what the world forbids. The consequences....they are final and brutal".

Mirelle seemed to have had enough. She replied "Why do we always have to live in fear? Why are we the victims? Why subject us to dance to the bitters tunes of drums played by those before us? How can we continue to live in denial?"

"We just have to abide by the laws little sis", I say amidst tears.

'No! I can't even imagine my existence without him let alone consider the thought of staying away from him", Mirelle says while dusting herself up.

"But Mirelle you don't understa......"

"Maybe I don't wanna understand" she says cutting her off. "And frankly I don't think I'd ever understand. I love him and I'm gonna be with him and that's final!"

She said while storming out of the cabin.

That was the last time she heard her voice.

Elira remembered the way her sister ran into the dark and windy night, unaware that her short lived warmth would become the reason she may never live.

Now she watched as the SENT dragged Mirelle and her lover into the courtyard. The air smelled of metal and frost, of fear and inevitability. The crowd was still, breaths held, hearts hammering behind silent lips. The moment was that of a pin-drop silence.

The commander stood on the elevated steps while watching the members of the SENT execute the law. He signed the execution order within a flick of his wrist . No hesitation.

No doubt.

Not a trace of remorse.

Elira's stomach churned with pain. She wanted to scream to the top of her lungs. Or maybe fight to stop it. But she was only one girl against several board members of the SENT. And besides this was the law. The law that could not be bent. The law that could not be outrun or argued with.Everyone knew the law, only those who were brave enough were the ones to go against it. Mirelle executed such dangerous bravery and thus was her fate.

The SENT moved with precision. Mirelle's eyes found Elira's one last time, bright and full of a defiance that pierced in her heart.

"Save me Elira", I saw her mouth to me below her cold breaths.

And then the law struck!

It was swift and clinical. The air around seemed to shiver with the finality of it. She was gone. Elira fell to her knees, hands pressed over her mouth but no words came.

Her visions blurred once again, but this time around it wasn't with foresight- she had seen this death before, countless times- but with a kind of grief to sharp to be named. The world had never felt so colder or seemed so lonely.

And once again she lurked the earth alone.

But this time around, with a different kind of pain.