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It was a cold, dark night fitting for what was happening currently. Mike was being held back by several people while he screamed out in sorrow as he watched his sister get burned alive just because of some stupid superstition that she was involved with witchcraft.. it was so stupid, oh so very stupid.
He looked over at his parents, they weren’t even phased.. it made him feel sick to his stomach.
That’s when he realized, he couldn’t stay. He had to leave. And so he did. That night he packed a bag of essentials like, bandages, a weapon, clothes, a rope and food. And most importantly his notebook. He was very much into poetry and dreamt of being a big success in the poetry scene.
But that didn’t matter right now. So he threw on a cloak before he quickly snuck out of his room into the hallway, almost walking past his sister’s room but he stopped. ..it wouldn’t hurt to go in there and just look one last time before he left. So he quietly opened the door, making sure that it didn’t creak too loudly. He let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding as he looked at the dusty lavender walls and the king sized bed in the middle of the room, before his eyes landed on her vanity where her favourite pearl necklace laid.. he walked over to the vanity to pick up the necklace, placing a gentle kiss onto it before putting it on. It fit perfectly on him. “I’ll always miss you Nancy.. may thou rest in peace, sister.” He whispered to himself, fighting the tears that threatened to fall from his eyes before finally walking toward her balcony. He reached for the rope that was in his bag, tying it to the railing before lowering himself down until he was at distance where it was safe to jump down.
he fell onto his knees, but he was fine he just had a couple of scratches. He quickly got up to dust himself off before moving. Making his way down the town before he reached the docks. He swiftly hopped into one of the boats that was tied to the docks and pulled out his dagger from his bag to cut the rope. But suddenly he heard something… someone was coming his way he had to hurry
Slice they were coming closer.
Slice he could see lights in the distance.
Slice they spotted him.. uh oh.
RIIIPP the rope finally came undone so Mike hurriedly grabbed the paddles and started paddling away, hearing the yelling in the distance slowly come to a halt.
He breathed in the salty ocean air as the wind blew in his hair, he was free. Finally free.