Context:
It is a time of peace, Abraham and his most trusted General Lincoln has driven the cruel evil Britanic Empire out of the kingdom of Merikas; this brought a peaceful reign as King Abraham pleased many with his economic and political decisions. King Abraham even brought happiness and equality to the people by abolishing slavery; at first it angered some, but they had learned to love. The Britanic Empire slowly crumbled over the years, until it was disbanded. All done by King Abraham, he had made a new world, a new time, he had brought world peace.
Day One:
Time went by quickly, almost two years. King Abraham thought the Britanic people had completely disappeared as with their ideals, but a small group remained in the kingdom a group of plotters; plotting the king’s assassination on the night before his birthday. They struck on that fateful night, it was a slaughter for the king’s guard and the plotters; they all died, but they had succeeded, a fatal cross bow bolt shot to a main artery, he would surely bleed out.
A sharp cold breath left his tightened jaws; a cold deathly squeak in place of his words came from the man. “Sir do not talk, rest your words leave them for another day. The court physician is on his way” cried a young man with a voice of panic and sorrow. The young man held his dying king from his back trying to keep him off the ground; the young man was no doctor but he had lived through war and he had seen many men die alone drowning in their own blood on the ground. The pure sadness and the thought of his king’s death could not keep the man’s body still. “It it’s alright Lincoln.” The king stuttered with his words; blood ran from his mouth. Drip drop, tick tock. The king’s blood dripped to the floor in an almost clockwork pattern. Lincoln looked as if it was countdown to the king’s death, with every little drop of the dark crimson ink came a second closer to his demise. A look of anguish struck Lincolns face, he felt a huge painful strain near his eyes; tears came, warm burning tears slowly slithered down his quivering face. “I. I. I always thought I would live to a hundred. Heh tomorrow I would have been half way there.” The king whimpered with a pessimistic smile, losing his breath by the end of his sentence. “Sir please you will be hundred; you just have to stay with me.” Lincoln cried with a smile; his smile broken by his alkaline tears and mournful face. “We won Lincoln; the land is in peace, the people …show more content…
The kings hand slowly fell from Lincolns shoulder, Lincoln could feel his kings lifeless weight fall slowly from his leather jerkin. “Sir no please.” Lincoln wept, his voice broken by his grief. Lincoln released his arms from the now lifeless body he had once supported up. The kings dead body fell to the ground, he splashed into his own and his assassins blood. Lincoln cried silently like the murmurs of a dying mouse. Lincolns looked to his bloodied hands; he fell to his hands, the tears mixed with the blood on his hands creating a red translucent substance that somewhat cleaned his
It is a time of peace, Abraham and his most trusted General Lincoln has driven the cruel evil Britanic Empire out of the kingdom of Merikas; this brought a peaceful reign as King Abraham pleased many with his economic and political decisions. King Abraham even brought happiness and equality to the people by abolishing slavery; at first it angered some, but they had learned to love. The Britanic Empire slowly crumbled over the years, until it was disbanded. All done by King Abraham, he had made a new world, a new time, he had brought world peace.
Day One:
Time went by quickly, almost two years. King Abraham thought the Britanic people had completely disappeared as with their ideals, but a small group remained in the kingdom a group of plotters; plotting the king’s assassination on the night before his birthday. They struck on that fateful night, it was a slaughter for the king’s guard and the plotters; they all died, but they had succeeded, a fatal cross bow bolt shot to a main artery, he would surely bleed out.
A sharp cold breath left his tightened jaws; a cold deathly squeak in place of his words came from the man. “Sir do not talk, rest your words leave them for another day. The court physician is on his way” cried a young man with a voice of panic and sorrow. The young man held his dying king from his back trying to keep him off the ground; the young man was no doctor but he had lived through war and he had seen many men die alone drowning in their own blood on the ground. The pure sadness and the thought of his king’s death could not keep the man’s body still. “It it’s alright Lincoln.” The king stuttered with his words; blood ran from his mouth. Drip drop, tick tock. The king’s blood dripped to the floor in an almost clockwork pattern. Lincoln looked as if it was countdown to the king’s death, with every little drop of the dark crimson ink came a second closer to his demise. A look of anguish struck Lincolns face, he felt a huge painful strain near his eyes; tears came, warm burning tears slowly slithered down his quivering face. “I. I. I always thought I would live to a hundred. Heh tomorrow I would have been half way there.” The king whimpered with a pessimistic smile, losing his breath by the end of his sentence. “Sir please you will be hundred; you just have to stay with me.” Lincoln cried with a smile; his smile broken by his alkaline tears and mournful face. “We won Lincoln; the land is in peace, the people …show more content…
The kings hand slowly fell from Lincolns shoulder, Lincoln could feel his kings lifeless weight fall slowly from his leather jerkin. “Sir no please.” Lincoln wept, his voice broken by his grief. Lincoln released his arms from the now lifeless body he had once supported up. The kings dead body fell to the ground, he splashed into his own and his assassins blood. Lincoln cried silently like the murmurs of a dying mouse. Lincolns looked to his bloodied hands; he fell to his hands, the tears mixed with the blood on his hands creating a red translucent substance that somewhat cleaned his