-"I will love you forever" whispered the woman on the man's left ear, "Now, calm down, and let nature follow its course".
He had been attacked by an angry mob, the villagers all had gone inside their homes, leaving him alone, when they were certain of his fate, so no single person could be found guilty.
He could not feel the pain anymore, the pain from hundreds of stabbings, the pain from stones that hit his head, the pain from his broken skull. He could not keep his eyes open, his vision became unclear, yet, he began to see his life parade in front of him, as if his memories were printed in the back of his brain. Relentlessly, one after the other, all his memories, one by one, with no exception; that, made him very afraid, he knew it was the begining of his own death.
He had witnessed hundreds of deaths, in fact, he was used to administer death, he knew how to kill, he was a soldier, a granadier, like his father before him, serving his king, serving God.
He arrived to this land, to the new world, thirty years ago, in 1660.
