CHAPTER 2
"The world...is green...it is blue...and green..." blood fills his mouth. A bell echoes.
"What are you saying?"
"It is not brown...grey or red...it is green...a kind of green...I have not seen...since the old days..."
"Cur, do you not regret the things you have done? What is this, about beauty? You've stolen it, the lives of the people!"
"I do not regret...anything. I relish in...this! But I only wished...to see that green...that hugged the world...before"
"Before?"
The bell rings again, with it, the searing pain.
"Take him!"
"Get him inside!"
"Do not let him escape! He killed him!"
"Fire at will!"
You are brought, held by shoulder. You see the grey streets and the beautiful buildings. You see the gate. You see the horned hordes break before a legion of plumed helmets and lances. You see the sun. The sun! You've seen the sun...Maybe now you can die...Is that what he was talking about?