Post by Redschie-RPH on Jun 1, 2006 11:09:53 GMT -5
With lowered view Heiji Hattori from four men, two before him and two behind him was exhausted. He did not say anything, his to eyes looked feeling cold. The children under the merry, who had regarded with, frightened and pushed themselves more near to their parents. Although he did not regard it, the passers-by felt and gazer the feeling chaos which in he to proceed seemed. One felt ice cold weather formally. The first station this way, of which the end everyone was clear was, the drafty walls lain down, whatever one called the prison. The part of the building was old and ramshackle in Hattori was led. It did not make for him a sense to think about it how one could come here again out, knew it nevertheless that it was impossible. Honestly said he was pleased secretly. And with a mark it, he laughed was a cynical laughter, which radiated absolutely no joy, no, it was a feelingless laughter at the close end. None did not worry about it, which he did it, not his friends, not his family. The guards before the door did not even look purely over after to see, what was loose, because also that was senseless, knew nevertheless also to it about the end. Slowly he fought himself again. He over-suspected it the sleep and it tilted to the side. He let it happen. There should his last sleep nevertheless to be, for him a time in which he around nothing ensuring make themselves had, a time in which he everything forget could, he closed the eyes and smiled himself into the sleep... On the next morning he woke up, but remained it lying, it came it before as if today everything was unreal and also the guards packed he under the arms took him were only weak. Altogether he felt nothing, heard nothing and saw also nothing, only idealistic. It heard neither the pain, which added to him the hard grasps of its momentary tormentor still heard it the brawly rejoicing or the kloenende quantity outside, which waited for it. With slow however nevertheless loud step it was outside geschleift after. In the free one his tormento helped him on the legs, so that he could run. Heiji smiled still, also still as it it the way to the scaffold showed. He raised his head, so highly it could and went elegant step to the blood stand. With a mark the applause, this time not because of its ice cold weather, grew silent no, this time because of its triumphierenden pride. Its course - the one king with dignity - led it to the masked tormentor, which should implement this blood leaving act. Heiji closed briefly still times its eyes, opened it however equivalent again, so that him no weakness could outstandingly. On the paragraph made it turns and turned now to the quantity, itself kneeling. The hands, not zittrig on the thighs put down, he lowered now his head. The Henker raised their only for killing manufactured monstroese weapon and broke within fewer milliseconds, which occurred for the spectators like a few minutes, by its chest. Heiji Hattori was immediately dead. He did not feel anything, its holiest desire was fulfilled, he by all the misery here in the reality released and was now a world occurred for him only beautifully to be should....
Comment: The original was in german so I use a translator programm from the internet. But it make sometimes "it" instead "he" or "him". I feel sorry for thet. I hope it doesn´t disturb you at reading....^^°
Comment: The original was in german so I use a translator programm from the internet. But it make sometimes "it" instead "he" or "him". I feel sorry for thet. I hope it doesn´t disturb you at reading....^^°
