A Good Death - Son of Aurelius

Cornered and helpless.

I’m horrified and shaking*

But I must not show fear nor cry out in order to have a good death

I must not beg for mercy.

I will not see the next day

But I’m proud, as the blade strikes I leave to join the gods

I feel the warmth as my life disbands, spilling onto the

Staining the sand, the crowd roars as I fall lifeless and silent

This is a good death, but what has happened

I’m looking at my corpse

One dressed as Chloros

The other as Mercury, defile my body

This is not honorable

Defile

I am in a dream, I must redeem myself, myself, this is nothing like what I was

told

I’ve been betrayed and I must redeem myself restore honor somehow I shall return

Defile the body dragged through the sand by hooks through the ankle

I tried to stay honorable but now they have stripped my pride

Restless soul wanders the earth forever

This is disgraceful

This is a bad death