2 A Different Perspective

Characters: Kara and mention of Mordred

Word Count: 298

As Kara was pulled between two guards, out into the courtyard, her life seemed to suddenly pass in front of her. She saw faces that she'd grown up with, incidents in which she'd been forced to run from. A whole catalogue of confused scenes, which jumbled together, making her whole manner feel suddenly uncertain and yes afraid. As the rope appeared in her sight though, she straightened up, I am a proud Druid, no-one is going to take my dignity away in this moment.

In the court they had offered her a second chance if she repented her "crimes". She hardened as she remembered. They might as well as cut her heart out there and then she thought. How could she deny who she was, she was a person who'd spent her whole life on the run, persecuted, seen her family and friends hunted down like they were animals. How could they have judged her so in that moment.

For a second she closed her eyes and remembered Mordred her special companion, no he was more then that, her everything. She remembered the way he held her hand, throughout the night, as they struggled to get any sleep. The way he was always there for her, when she woke up, his eyes full of compassion for her, for him she must be strong in her final moments.

As she staggered up the steps of the execution block, she straightened her shoulders and looked straight at Arthur Pendragon. You can take my life, she thought, but you will never take my spirit, and what I stand for from me.

The rope tightened, Kara breathed no more, and Camelot's future was sealed.