I don't know if anyone is going to bother criticizing a high schooler's scrawlings when there is real work to criticize but I'm hoping for the least bit of help I can get. First things first, I think a small description of myself is required. I'm at the last year of high school and I've always loved writing. English is not my main language, I'm generally confident with my overall English but writing is a whole different story so I need all the help I can get. Don't be hesitant to smash me down with criticism, I can take it. And hell, I'm either going to learn this thing or learn this thing.
(Inspired by the song Curse My Name from Blind Guardian.)
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The decrowned king is forced to walk to the gallows through citizens cursing and insulting him. A boy throws a rock at him, it hits him in the head. Startled as he is, he stops for a moment. Guards push him to make him continue walking. He trips and falls into the mud.His clothes, consisting of prison rags are smudged with dirt and mud. He feels his head spinning and his consciousness slipping away as guards drag him and get him on his feet.
He reaches the platform on which the gallows rise and he thinks to himself "What did I do to make them hate me this much?". Sure he was sometimes strict, he did not hesitate to use his power to scare and intimidate his people but those were all strategies to keep the land in order. He was also generous at times. The so called "Wicked King" was generally merciful and forgiving. Did they forget all the good he did? Do they only remember the bad parts?
As he climbs the stairs to the gallows, he sees his vizier at the front of the crowd. He is smiling. Smiling and looking right to the eyes of the fallen king.
The king understands everything. He was not at fault, it was not him that brought this destruction upon himself but a conspiracy. Plotting nobles, bribed soldiers and people lied to.It was all planned, they were the wolves and he was the lamb. Can you imagine? Everyone was the hunter and he was the victim. The most powerful man in the land, deceived!
The executioner ties the noose around his neck. His vizier climbs the stairs to the gallows and stands next to executioner. He says to the king " Do you have any last words? Maybe you want to confess and repent?".
The king just stands there, unable to say anything. "If you have nothing to say.." King looks at his Vizier and then at the crowd.
"I do have things to tell, although I have no intention te repent."
The crowd goes crazy, cursing and screaming once again.
"Silence!" says the vizier "It would be only fair if we listened to a dying man's last words, be it words of repentance or lies. He looks at the king, allowing him to talk as the crowd gets silent. It was not out of mercy, king thinks to himself, no he was just trying to appear just and merciful to the crowd.
He prepares himself for death, as he knows that these will be his last words.
"I, King Lucas Mouren Louis the Third, am condemned to death. I have been betrayed by those whom I trusted the most. You will not believe me, this I know. You will dismiss my words as a condemned man's excuses and lies to save himself. But you know you are being lied to, you know you are being deceived. You are content with your lives as long as you see people suffer worse fates. This is why you will enjoy my death, this is why this wicked ceremony takes place. You are much more cruel than you accuse me of being. You are the real liars, you are the real murderers as you close your eyes to the injustice.."
Vizier orders the executioner to pull the lever, he pulls the lever but the mechanism doesn't work as the lever gets stuck. Vizier, crazy with anger, pushes the executioner away and continues trying to pull the lever. Wicked king continues fearlessly ".. for this, I curse you. I plead to God that you suffer the cruelest of deaths. I die without humiliation but your end will not be so as long as my curse haunts you!" The mechanism finally works. King suffocates after struggling for a minute. The vizier turns to the crowd expecting a cheer but a haunting silence is all he finds. None of them can cheer the death of their "Wicked King".
(Inspired by the song Curse My Name from Blind Guardian.)
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The decrowned king is forced to walk to the gallows through citizens cursing and insulting him. A boy throws a rock at him, it hits him in the head. Startled as he is, he stops for a moment. Guards push him to make him continue walking. He trips and falls into the mud.His clothes, consisting of prison rags are smudged with dirt and mud. He feels his head spinning and his consciousness slipping away as guards drag him and get him on his feet.
He reaches the platform on which the gallows rise and he thinks to himself "What did I do to make them hate me this much?". Sure he was sometimes strict, he did not hesitate to use his power to scare and intimidate his people but those were all strategies to keep the land in order. He was also generous at times. The so called "Wicked King" was generally merciful and forgiving. Did they forget all the good he did? Do they only remember the bad parts?
As he climbs the stairs to the gallows, he sees his vizier at the front of the crowd. He is smiling. Smiling and looking right to the eyes of the fallen king.
The king understands everything. He was not at fault, it was not him that brought this destruction upon himself but a conspiracy. Plotting nobles, bribed soldiers and people lied to.It was all planned, they were the wolves and he was the lamb. Can you imagine? Everyone was the hunter and he was the victim. The most powerful man in the land, deceived!
The executioner ties the noose around his neck. His vizier climbs the stairs to the gallows and stands next to executioner. He says to the king " Do you have any last words? Maybe you want to confess and repent?".
The king just stands there, unable to say anything. "If you have nothing to say.." King looks at his Vizier and then at the crowd.
"I do have things to tell, although I have no intention te repent."
The crowd goes crazy, cursing and screaming once again.
"Silence!" says the vizier "It would be only fair if we listened to a dying man's last words, be it words of repentance or lies. He looks at the king, allowing him to talk as the crowd gets silent. It was not out of mercy, king thinks to himself, no he was just trying to appear just and merciful to the crowd.
He prepares himself for death, as he knows that these will be his last words.
"I, King Lucas Mouren Louis the Third, am condemned to death. I have been betrayed by those whom I trusted the most. You will not believe me, this I know. You will dismiss my words as a condemned man's excuses and lies to save himself. But you know you are being lied to, you know you are being deceived. You are content with your lives as long as you see people suffer worse fates. This is why you will enjoy my death, this is why this wicked ceremony takes place. You are much more cruel than you accuse me of being. You are the real liars, you are the real murderers as you close your eyes to the injustice.."
Vizier orders the executioner to pull the lever, he pulls the lever but the mechanism doesn't work as the lever gets stuck. Vizier, crazy with anger, pushes the executioner away and continues trying to pull the lever. Wicked king continues fearlessly ".. for this, I curse you. I plead to God that you suffer the cruelest of deaths. I die without humiliation but your end will not be so as long as my curse haunts you!" The mechanism finally works. King suffocates after struggling for a minute. The vizier turns to the crowd expecting a cheer but a haunting silence is all he finds. None of them can cheer the death of their "Wicked King".