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By Matt Blackie
Her face is wreathed with fury. I see the knife...my instincts move my hand. I catch it...I move it around. I thrust it. Into her stomach, piercing the robes and skin... The knife drives deep, into her body. She slumps forward, slides off the bloodied weapon. I take a step back...what have I done? I look at the knife...the wicked tool. How many times have I used it before? How many times have I thrust it into another's body? Why? Was it for revenge? I wanted revenge for Teta. Ever since that day. Was it for power? I wanted power, so I could make peace. What could drive me to kill the one I loved? I do not know. I cannot answer myself. I have used others. I have manipulated. I even manipulated her. I could not stand seeing her used. I killed her. The final manipulation. What have I done? I ask again. Again, I do not know. I turn from the body, look into the noon sky. The sun blazes above me. I am reminded of him. We parted paths. Same goal, different methods. Was he right? Was I wrong? We wanted peace. We both longed for it. Where is he now? I have not seen him. Is he happy? Did he accomplish his goal? Have I accomplished mine? I do not know, I answer myself. She is gone. He is gone. I am alone. Was it worth it all? I have peace. The people are happy. Am I happy? Was it worth it? I cannot answer. I drop the knife to the stones. I raise my face to the heavens. I need an answer. I ask. Ramza...what did you get? |
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