It
was dawn and Simeon heard the officer shouting to some soldiers. He tried to
blank the sounds of fear and misery from his mind, and instead tried to think
of the simple pleasures of dawn that he had always enjoyed. But he couldn't
as a guard gripped his arms behind him. Another came beside him. "The
lord marshal decrees that you shall watch the traitors die," he snarled.
In his hand was a small, but cruel looking hook, in his other a razor.
"He will not have you close the sight from your mind." The guard
brought the hook up close to Simeon's face.....More
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