Coming on February 28...
Shouts. They pierced through the warm air, sweeping up the overall sense of anticipation. The Arena on Helion was renowned for its public events, and today was a big one.
The Celebration of the Dead.
The oval shaped open-air venue was buzzing with life, the stands overcrowded. In its circle stood uniformed and armed members of the Luminary, the Aristcrat’s personal security guards, waiting for arrival.
They didn��t have to wait long.
The double doors opened and six cages were carried inside under loud cheers and hollers from the crowd. Apples and eggs were thrown onto the sand, despite the threats from the soldiers.
The cages were opened and out came six men in colourful jumpsuits. Prisoners wore the colour purple, Helio’s national colour, and they stood, facing the crowd, as they received their wrath.
This was the final celebration of these men, those who were forsaken, by their fellow Helion. Today, in front of all these witnesses, they were going to die.
Someone announced their names and crimes, the voice amplified and reverberated through the arena, where it was swallowed by the cheering crowd.
The Luminary took off their cuffs and positioned them in two lines, facing each other.
And then the bell rang, followed by a deafening outcry.
‘We will celebrate the dead!’ The crowd shouted.
Genre: Gay Romance
Shouts. They pierced through the warm air, sweeping up the overall sense of anticipation. The Arena on Helion was renowned for its public events, and today was a big one.
The Celebration of the Dead.
The oval shaped open-air venue was buzzing with life, the stands overcrowded. In its circle stood uniformed and armed members of the Luminary, the Aristcrat’s personal security guards, waiting for arrival.
They didn��t have to wait long.
The double doors opened and six cages were carried inside under loud cheers and hollers from the crowd. Apples and eggs were thrown onto the sand, despite the threats from the soldiers.
The cages were opened and out came six men in colourful jumpsuits. Prisoners wore the colour purple, Helio’s national colour, and they stood, facing the crowd, as they received their wrath.
This was the final celebration of these men, those who were forsaken, by their fellow Helion. Today, in front of all these witnesses, they were going to die.
Someone announced their names and crimes, the voice amplified and reverberated through the arena, where it was swallowed by the cheering crowd.
The Luminary took off their cuffs and positioned them in two lines, facing each other.
And then the bell rang, followed by a deafening outcry.
‘We will celebrate the dead!’ The crowd shouted.
Genre: Gay Romance