The Pain That Lies Here
A young woman's misery manifesting itself
A grass field under the red-hot sun.
The wind blowing tenderly, carrying the scent of sweet flowers and berries.
Two men stand, backs pressing against each other’s; arms trembling; hearts racing; death awaiting.
The scorching sun, soaking them.
Their shirts sticking to their backs; sweat rolling down their face; the taste of salt on their lips.
An anxious, restless young woman witnessing.
A last attempt at an agreement fading.
The third man present bellows what must be done.
The men step away from one another; stepping on the third man's rhythmic count.
"One..."
"Two..."
...
"TEN!"
An about-face; arms extending; death in their hands.
A deafening sound comes forth.
A cloud of smoke blinding the spectators.
Men laying in meadows; painting the grass crimson.
An agonizing scream; the young woman crumbling to her knees; her heart shattered, beyond repair.
Both gone.
Extinct.
A casualty of men's ego.
The first man she ever loved.
The love of her life.
About the Creator
Delwin Marrero
I'm just a personal trainer pretending to be a good writer.
I started writing in April 2022 due to my newfound love for Dungeons & Dragons.
Inspiring me to transport myself into fantastic worlds and incredible stories.


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