As you laid your head down, closing your eyes as you heard the noise of the axe grazing the cement.

He grabbed his axe steadily, getting ready. but under his mask were tears..red teary eyes of anger and sadness.

He whispered to you ever so gently ”I didn’t know I’d have a heart made of glass and hands made of stone.”

As people cheered on he stopped himself from continuing, he shook his head and shouted with an angry voice

I will continue no further.

Everyone gasped but no one dared to speak. Nobody would ever stand up to someone like him but by law he can save the love of his life by marrying them.

They were all too scared, terrified even. He grabbed his axe and hoisted the love of his life over his shoulders before walking away