The Prince
The young man screamed in terror, knowing his life was just seconds away from the end. I looked on, trying not to make eye contact or think of this poor human and how I couldn’t help him. I focused my eyes on the bright silver blade that glistened against the grey gloomy clouds in the sky. Before my eyes, the guillotine dropped, slicing his head clean off. The young man’s body, once full of tension and nerves, went limp.
