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Monologue Civil War

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“What you fail to understand of the economy of freedom,” I charged this man with murder so loud the Pine stood witness. “Is the failure of man’s ability to carry it out? Don’t you know, when you kill a king, you create five more in his stead, multiplying chains, creating civil war?” My hands extended over the flesh of his pulse, digging into the epicenter of his warmth. “All kings must die so man can live,” Nico breathlessly muttered, spitting in my direction. “Isn’t that what this night made you?” His eyes flashed. “The king of freemen is just another king.” Throwing his weight into the pine, the branches took notice, entangling themselves around him, binding to his throat. I listened closely for the screech of torn flesh underneath the …show more content…

Woman, please…” With the measurable grace of a great beast, the fallen approached me sincerely—removing his blade, thrusting it in the snow. “It is her burden. Everything is,” the fallen professed, removing his armor slowly. There was no telling what this man was thinking or doing, but my heart was compelled to allow such things to continue. Kneeling in the fresh powder, The Fallen washed himself in the blood of the north, pressing the sterling powder deep into his veins. Small flecks of whispers blew into the mountainous breath with praises and prayers being lifted overhead. The forest began to quiver with each syllable of breath, swaying in the affirmation of life. Greens danced, shaking the ashes into the wind, burying them as golden birds sang to their motion. The louder The Fallen’s cries, the louder The North became—as ever vibrant as she was before the darkness charred her skin. My eyes pressed against the soft light dawning over The Furies, seeping in the glory of the morning as if the darkness never was. “All things are born in fire,” The Fallen stood before me, cloaked in armor woven from the crust of the adjacent pines. Not even I could touch him now! He had been claimed. “Even Daughters of the

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