Undying love - memory of a anterior life ... year: 1113

* UNDYING LOVE *

XXIX

They tied the rope around the wrists of Chuichi. He was raised until he can no longer touch the ground in the middle of an arena with wooden floor covered with sand, divided into five horizontal areas separated by corridors.

Some clouds of sand rose up. An hangman appeared with bulging muscles. In deploying his meter ninety, he offered himself, an ovation haughty and boorish. An uproar arose in the public mind-boggling. Stamping on the rickety bleachers. People shouted their joy, to attend a show abrupt, causing the whistles from the crowd.

Mairenn, hands tied behind her back to a pole looked on helplessly. She looked at the man who continued to fix her. The sun shone now in the whole place, and made the blinding sand. The pole who was expected for execution is at the center of the arena and dried blood at its base had so permeated the wood and sand, it remained indelible.

A few feet from the main lodge, the hangman stopped and saluted the king. The king raised his hand as a salvation and rested on the arm of his chair, signifying the start of torture. Chuichi trying to free himself from his bonds, but could not.

The hangman approached her. He took her by the neck and shook her with extreme violence and gave him several punches on her face. Mairenn was bloody. Her face was disfigured by anger, violence. He struck her repeatedly in the face and stomach. The crowd stirred exclamations mixing all kinds of feelings were heard. The fans were rubbing their hands.

At the first complaint of his wife, Chuichi has entered a demented anger, he struggled to get rid of his bonds.

The hangman went behind Mairenn, and he untied her hands. Folded in half, Mairenn fell to her knees, struggling for breath. Spitting the sand she had swallow, she stood up on her elbows, rung. The hangman walked with heavy steps, and struck him a furious kick. It just missed the rolling on the dirty floor to avoid attacks. Trembling, she refrained from letting out a cry. A trickle of blood flowed from her lips. Wild-eyed, weak, she avoided another hit, and subtly deviated. She tried to get up. An nudge precise, hit on her temple. Vacillating, she fell into the arms of her tormentor. Eyes closed, tears of Chuichi could rise to his eyes to the cruelty of the scene, so he was forced against his will to assist.

A kick struck the face of Mairenn, then another in the stomach. The violence, sent hit the pole. He grabbed her by the neck and held her at arm's length, her feet at six inches of soil, gradually he restrained her throat to try to finish it in a slow and agonizing suffocation. Mairenn instinctively tried to inspire air but refused to enter her lungs. Shred of her being was demolished, she felt a cold morbid invade gradually. She would soon die out more, as consumed by pain.

She was struggling to keep her eyes open but she insisted that the last thing she would see in this world, was the man she loved. She could no longer tear her eyes from him, despite the pitiful suffering. The effort became too overwhelming, her eyes closed of themselves. The executioner let fall. She coughed repeatedly.

With a suddenness, and surprising speed, her hangman came behind her, raises his arm and drops the whip on the back of Mairenn. We heard again the crack of the whip hard and dry, biting the back of Mairenn. The hiss of the whip raises the heart of Chuichi. He could not stand to watch this. And what's more, audiences who relish this kind of show. The hangman went on his own motion. His arm rises and falls now with clockwork regularity. Ten shots already. Mairenn closed her eyes. More she suffered, more the audience whistled and shouted their satisfaction.

Fifteen shots. Chuichi, sees her face to contract. Twenty shots under the eyes of her lover. Chuichi can feel her pain, it is palpable, it is guessed, even under her apparent hardness, her eyes resolutely closed.

On the place an almost religious silence reigned. The crowd was silent. No shouting, no insults, no curses were not heard. The audience begins to realize that the woman who is being abused and is not guilty. Not a complaint crossed her lips sealed. Those who came to witness his punishment, seem suddenly be ashamed. This unfortunate being tortured, and who refuses to cry, force their compliance. A clap of thunder sounded above their heads.

Mairenn raised her right hand, which asked the hangman to approach her. The hangman raised her head by her hair and looked at her. 

- If you really want me to stop loving him, you should pierce my heart. You're wasting your time with your lashes. Mairenn said, a mournful voice, but audible.

The hangman let go his grip on her hair with a sudden gesture. He got up and turned his gaze to the sbire of the king, called the siteholder.

It was a day, with stifling heat and moist. The man take water from a gourd, and poured over his head and his shoulders. Mairenn waiting, without seeing anything, without looking. Her head tilted to the side, her long hair hanging over her face. She does not move, she remains motionless, as absent as if it was not her, that they were trying to humiliate. The hangman picked up his whip, and the obscene whistling begins again. Thirty shots. The back of Mairenn is now bloodied. the sbire of the king expressed his pleasure on his seat. Chuichi would like to kill him.

- Dirty whore, said the hangman. You think your shit frass will love you, after that? You'll die satanic, whispered the hangman in her ears. 

Mairenn tried as best she could, to raise her face toward him, his eyes still closed, clenched eyelids. Mairenn tries to get up using her hands. But the hangman dropped his whip on her back with force and violence, and moreover, an evident delight, as observed Chuichi, more and more nauseous.

Thirty shots. The short-handled whip, and five straps weighted two lead balls, tearing her flesh. Silently, Chuichi muttered more than five, and it's over. Suddenly, a complaint arises. It's not a scream, not even really a groan, the sound that escapes despite herself, but from a person who was suffering. That increased the anger of Chuichi. The sbire who was near him, made him a wry face satisfied.

On the ground, Mairena trembling all its members. She comes to the end of her strength. She bites her lips so hard, that it bleeds. Thirty shots. It's over. Finally, the odious punishment is ended. The hangman stepped aside. Two men appear. They raise Mairenn, exhausted and powerless. They let go their hold, and she fell without being able to hold back, she reached the ground like a dead leaf. The crowd is silent, no noise will disturb the atmosphere. In silence, the men lifted her again. Mairenn tries of stand up, but she falters again. Mairenn raised her eyes toward Chuichi, and she saw the sbire, not far of Chuichi. She recognized the man, she offered him a weak smile as an irony and let herself fall.

Seeing her lose consciousness, Chuichi went into a rage insane, she was everything to him. His hatred for the king and the sbire was so powerful that he broke his bonds. He rushed with his whole soul on the sbire, this unclean being, who was looking at him come towards him without moving, by deploying his superiority. He gave him in the stomach, a punch a phenomenal power, the strength of Chuichi, made him fall.

During this time, the spectators who had revolted, were spreading confusion in the ranks of the enemy, who fell one after another. Chuichi ran toward Mairenn, who had passed out. He took her in his arms and went to a quieter corner. He laid her on the ground and knelt beside her. Her breathing was weak, almost nonexistent but his heart was still beating. Slowly she opened her eyes and smiled. While she was struggling to catch her breath, she heard the sbire screaming with all his might, for ignite the crowd.

Chuichi was thrown a few meters away.

Mairenn tried to get up. She felt something hard wrapped around her neck, and she was dragged violently back. The hangman had recovered a chain, and tried to strangle her, under the shouts of the public. She tried of pull all her forces, she fails to free her neck, and very quickly, she began to suffocate.

- If she dies, you'll become into a huge rage, right? I'd like me to measure to you, Chuichi! said the sbire, laughing.

- Look at my wife! Look at her! Chuichi shouted.

- Your wife? You have defied the laws! shouted the King. Chuichi, you killed fifty of my men for protect her and her bastard. You really thought that I would let you do? Look at her! You still want to be beside her? he said arrogantly.

Chichi looked Mairena and turned his eyes on the King.

- Oh! I see that you didn't know this detail, said the sbire, laughing.

--- Silence ---

He fell to his knees. Mairena hardly spoke any more. Her throat irritated by all the dust inhaled, and dehydration that left just pass raucous sounds, more and more weak. She didn't enough energy to complain or struggle. She remained inert, her fingers clutching the wrist of Chuichi. Every time she opened her eyes, she was a little more hopeless. Chuichi felt silent tears on his face and guessed that she went let go off.

At that moment she was silent completely. Only her nightmares almost constant. A feeling of helplessness had taken over Mairenn, and It was the end. Chuichi pressed her against his heart, screaming his distress and his pain.

They had done everything to that they hate each, victims of prejudice. Who would have thought she would die for him. She did not shouted, she did not complain.

- Oh! I think she's dead now, said the king, he laughed uproariously. 

Chuichi got up. He looked at the man. He then felt the blood pounding fiercely in his veins. His breathing was rapid.

- We'll meet again sooner or later, I swear on my own blood, I'll kill you! shouted Chuichi. I curse your blood and your descendants. I will kill you from first to last. No matter how many lives that I'll have to deal, I'll kill you all.

Chuichi walked toward the lifeless body of Mairenn. He seized the cold hand of his love. A dull pain paralyzed his entire body, like a sneaky venom. He recited some sentences inaudible. He stuck his sword into his own heart, and he fell beside her. In a last breath, Chuichi kissed her before to whisper to her ear.

- I love you ... 

In a moment of delirium, Chuichi felt a hand touch him, his wife looked at him, smiling. He pressed himself against her, before sinking into unconsciousness of death.

**** 

The sbire looked at the scene with a smile. Suddenly, he felt a cold wind that surrounded him. He lost his smile.

Chuichi was dead, but he felt that his soul was looked him, and turned around him. He heard a voice whisper. Suddenly, an invisible hand pressed his neck. It was becoming increasingly difficult to breathe. Soon he was choking completely, and everything went dark.

****

He died for her, she died for him .

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