In Public

Her body was bring dragged forward from the grip on her wrists. Her back still burning from the stitches that have just healed. Which were ready to be opened again.

Yet despite her pains, her head was held high and her brown eyes stared at the people who have gathered to witness her punishment.

They were whispering something in each other's ears. While looking at her. Looks of disgust evident. And Eirene could just clench her fists.

Remembering the time when her father was lynched like this and she cried from the crowds. Not able to do anything.

Her thoughts are interrupted When she realised herself to be standing on the raised platform. Her arms being pushed up to tie them above.

Silver burns her wrists. But it was nothing new. She was used to this now. Once done. The guards move back from her and without their support,her body immediately sways in the air.

She tries to balance herself. But with her feet barely touching the wooden floor bel