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>There it was
>The greatest source of dread in the past
>The execution tree
>The place where the workers would be sent to die if they pissed off Tessa's parents and weren't killed on the spot
>... It all seemed so... Trivial, now
>... With a sigh, he summoned a flag from his wrist planting it in the ground at the base of the tree
>He then turned, and simply... Sat down
>Staring off into the sky
>The atmosphere was long gone, so he had a good view of the stars from here
>Slowly spinning away, as this chunk of earth did as well
>Sitting beneath two cages
>Drawing in a slow, artificial breath, he waited
>He briefly scanned his mind for something
>A little song, from long, long ago
>As the chunk of land slowly rotated, and he scanned his files for a little song from a time long ago, listening to it
>As the light slowly grew brighter
>"... Early light that burns my eyes..."
>Slowly, the song approached its ending, as a bright glow began to peek over the horizon
>Burning. Pain
>He winced, but he didn't move, he didn't resist what was coming
>... It was... Better than the alternative now
>As he went to pieces and the breeze blew him away
>One more blue sunny day
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