....The crowd grew louder again, they shouted, cursed, and insulted, and a sense of calm mixed with resignation took over me. I was so tired of this place… Big Tom grabbed my arm and led me to the tree. I didn't resist, I let myself be led. Once I was... more....The crowd grew louder again, they shouted, cursed, and insulted, and a sense of calm mixed with resignation took over me. I was so tired of this place… Big Tom grabbed my arm and led me to the tree. I didn't resist, I let myself be led. Once I was there, I leaned my back against the trunk and waited. Will returned first with the rope. He managed to tie a neat noose on the run, and conferred with Tom for a moment before they threw the rope over the chosen branch. I looked at the noose swinging at my face.... less
so, the author of the artwork is ArchStanton, thank you very much. And again, I am asking for a merciful assessment of my work, I am trying hard, but it is long, and I am tired and moderately fluent in this language ;)
Enjoy ;)
so, the author of the artwork is ArchStanton, thank you very much. And again, I am asking for a merciful assessment of my work, I am trying hard, but it is long, and I am tired and moderately fluent in this language ;)
Enjoy ;)
thank you for comment
