Promised to the Tyrant
The picturesque place captures all the different shades of green & blue in one canvas.
It’s so beautiful here that all my senses feel heightened, everything since feels so elevated. I just feel so alive here, like I have this new energy coursing through me.
“It’s beautiful!” I tell Giovanni.
“Well Enna is beautiful, especially since I live here. You know you have the honor of accompanying the most beautiful man…..”.
Giovanni stops in his tracks, and I just turn to see what has got his smug tongue. But what I see gets my tongue instead, Giovanni is lying on the ground, with a man on top of him, and he is bleeding out.