I stood in the barn, looking at the yaks I was supposed to milk. "How did I get stuck with this job?" I asked myself. I sat on the stool and prepared to milk the first yak. I yanked the udders and filled the entire bucket after a couple yaks. I got on my reaping clothes. I have worn them three years so far. I heard the whistling of the other men. They were whistling the forbidden song, "The Hanging Tree" and were keeping it secret. I looked at my small house and saw Toothless peeking out the window. It was illegal to keep a dragon in your house, because that was the Peacekeeper's weapons, all mind controlled. I lugged the bucket of milk to the cart that was heading to the Capitol. Strange name, but who cares. After I was done, I headed to my house and up to my room. "Want to hear your favorite song, Bud?" I asked. He nodded. I called up my sister, Rue, and she sang wonderfully.
"Are you, are you Coming to tree?
Where they strung up a man They say murdered three,
Strange things did happen here, no stranger woud it seem If we met up at midnight In The Hanging Tree.
Are you, are you Coming to tree?
Where the dead man called out for his love to flee Strange things did happen here, no stranger woud it seem If we met up at midnight In The Hanging Tree.
Are you, are you Coming to tree?
Where I told you to run so we'd both be free Strange things did happen here, no stranger woud it seem If we met up at midnight In The Hanging Tree.
Are you, are you Coming to tree?
Wear a necklace of rope side-by-side with me Strange things did happen here, no stranger woud it seem If we met up at midnight In The Hanging Tree." She finished and Toothless jumped around.
Like it? Should I continue?