A/N: Written for the Mega Prompts Challenge, word prompts #463 – smash.
The Executioners and the one to be Executed
Tears were falling down her face but still the rage took over. They'd killed after all. They'd killed her love.
They deserved to die for that. Even if the tears that fell said it was her fault, that she'd been the one to fall in love, the one who'd failed to protect Cephiro and the one who'd called her executioners to this world –
But they'd killed her love. They'd killed him.
Mourning, grieving tears – they turned into raging tears so easily. The weight of her burden, the end she'd caused – it was heavy, but not heavy enough to weigh her mind down. The desire to find something else to blame and then smash it underfoot was stronger.
They'd killed him. They'd killed her live.
She would kill them.
Even though she'd brought them to this world to kill her.