The Hangmans Noose

    As I took the long walk to the gallows, I reflected upon my short, sweet life. I wish I had seen Casandra one last time. I want to see my planet. I don't want to die. "Don't I get a last meal?"
"No"
"Last wish?"
"Sure"
"Realy?"
"No" We reached the gallows and saw the rope. There was a huge crowed ready to watch me die. I walked up to the rope and put my neck into it. I yelled my last words.
"Ζήτω η αντίσταση!" 
I heard the lever pull. I dropped, hands tied behind my back, slowly dying. I hate princes.