Winston.
I can feel it now; the end is coming.
I knew the moment Number Ten had come in and told us we were being attacked. None had dared to do so before, so as far as I was concerned, we're done for. Mary keeps going on about how we could beat them, they were nothing more than pathetic resistance fighters, no match for our Aces. But I think even she knows it's over.
And now, as I sit on my miniscule throne, I have to wonder, what will happen next? I'm going to die, I know that much. But beyond that, what is there? I've never been a religious man, even before I got sucked into all this. I find myself pondering where a man such as I will go, if there is life beyond death. I don't want to know the answer to that question, because I know I won't like it. I'm truly a wretched man; spineless, yes, but only with Mary. In every other area of my life, I have abused my power and those around me. I've had innocent people killed, if for no other reason than they supposedly opposed my Queen; thousands have lost their lives and souls at my hands through the tea industry, and I've done so many other unspeakable things. I know that I can't possibly justify it all by saying I did it to please her. Though, the vast majority of it was simply for that; I dressed in ridiculous Red suits, decorated her living spaces in Burgandy, Raspberry, and Scarlet, planted thousands upon thousands of Red Rose Bushes just to please her, for the smile I never got. That was my flaw; I saw my Queen through Rose colored specs.
Oh God, and Charles and all others above, please forgive me.
A/N;; Voila! Rather depressing and unlike my previous drabbles for the most part, but I couldn't find a way to make this a cheery drabble. Winston strikes me as misguided, and I really hoped to showcase that here. Whether I did or not is yet to be seen, but this particular drabble was for Anonymous I think! :] Thanks for the idea, darling!
And remember! I'm still accepting ideas and suggestions for drabbles. :]
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