

Short StoryThe town square was full of people. This was a day to remember. The soldiers stood around the gallows, keeping the crowd from getting too unruly. The sheriff stood by the prisoners, reading their crimes aloud to the jeering crowd. Today, we execute some of the filth that this city has created. These degenerates that you see before you have been found of the worst of all crimes: treason. He paused to stroke his beard before continuing. This was perhaps his greatest triumph; the king would surely look favorably on him for capturing, and exShort Story
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