Eternal Moment: Alone

It was a disappointment when Jeremy sold the horse. It meant that we had to walk, thus prolonging my trip to exile. I didn’t care, though. Why wasn’t I making a huge fuss? Why did I want to go?

We reached another town the next day. He told me that he was going to find some mats in a shop somewhere for us to sleep on. He left me at the outskirts of the town with a long rope attaching my hands to a tree.

I sat there for hours. All he had left me with was a canteen of water, which I drank before noon. The tree provided very little shade, and it was very hot out.

My throat became very dry. I breathed up some of the dust in the air and started coughing. The black outfit attracting heat wasn’t very much help either. I got sunburned.

It got to the pint where I was beginning to drift in and out of consciousness. My vision blurred. My long hair felt like it was the entire earth on my shoulders. I got dizzy.

The sun rose higher and higher in the sky as the hours passed.

It was just before dusk when a soldier passed by me. He recognized my black prisoner’s apparell and unsheathed his sword.

“You must have killed someone, to be tied and dressed like that. Well, the punishment is death for that, little girl!” He said.

I couldn’t cry out for help because my throat was so dry. He lunged at me with his sword.