WE'D STAND ON TOP OF THAT WALL, LOOKING DOWN ONTO THE CRUMBLING CITY WITH BLOOD STAINING OUR HANDS AND DEATH STARING US STRAIGHT IN THEY EYE. OUR HEARTS WOULD BE RACING, AND LIKE ART YOU'D SMILE AS THE FLAMES BEGIN TO LICK OUR FEET. BECAUSE PERHAPS NOW WE WOULD PERISH AND NO ONE WOULD EVER KNOW OF OUR GOLDEN DEFEAT. BUT WE FOUGHT AS HEROS, OLD FRIEND, WE GAVE EVERYTHING WE HAD AND WE'D BE LEAVING WITH OUR SOULS INTACT. SO I'D LOOK AT YOU, AND HALF FEARFUL OF WHAT'S TO COME AFTER THIS LIFE, HALF IN ANTICIPATION TO MEET THE GOLDEN GATES AHEAD, I'D TAKE YOUR HAND AND RAISE OUR FISTS TO HOLLER ONE LAST TIME. WE FINALLY MET THE END, MY GOD WE ARE FREE. AND I'D HONESTLY BE ABLE TO SAY THAT AFTER EVERYTHING JUSTICE WAS SERVED, AND IT WOULD BE A PLEASURE TO BURN.
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