The sound of horse hooves
Like a long trumpet
Morty holding a sword
Step by step towards Cecil
as usual
Morty caressed Cecil's cheek
"Look at me, I love you so much..."
Only the sword in hand remains
Soaked in blood...
This is my first time writing an article. I am slow to update it, which caused a bad reading experience. I apologize for this.
Intention: No one can stand in that high place forever and overlook all living beings.