A vague dream

I could see the dark sky without stars as the princess, my lover, was slaughter in the central plaza. The crowd cheers and celebrate this historical moment: The fall and end of human race.

Her father, the wise king, fails to keep his posture and cursed me until the demons make him quiet. The crowd once again cheers and screams words of jubilous as the King can not longer be distinguished from her daughter.

I guess this is fair. He was a really good and wise king. Blaming me in his final seconds is forgiveful. I failed to protect this world, the human race, the capital and the most important to both of us: her daughter. I can't bring me to blame him for such act. It's okay. I deserve this.

I watche the crowd as they eat our food, rape our families and mock our final moments.  I do not have any strenght in my body to fight, no will in my spirit to curse this demons. The only thought that don't wanna leave me is how tired I am. Just finish this, please.

I humiliatingly accept what is going to happen to me. The demon general raises his hand, bringing the axe to the night sky. Looks like a moon, a beautiful and surreal pale moon. Then he screams and with all his might, cuts my head.

I open my eyes. Everyone is silent. I can not hear a sound. Every demon in that plaza stoped the massacre to open path to a certain one.

The crowd starts to guffaw. A really, really disgustly guffaw. The he gets close to me. He bring me to his face by pulling my hair.

"Astergh? Bnshu! Koiusuwiwm aleoi ihty ghois? kaiuygs!"

Ah.. That's right. It would not be that easy right? He knows that this is my second chance.

He will make sure that I'm not going to have a third one.