Cross My Fingers

Both ways led to ruin. One led to the army. Where I will perish under an execution. Where my hard work will go to ruin. Where everyone who has ever wronged me will be proven right. On the other hand if I stay, I will have to face him. I rip my head up as I stare into his ocean blue eyes. I see everything in his face. He was never able to hide his emotion. If I stay here there’s no certainty I will exit alive. I bow as I feel him watch every joint move. I walk towards him. And cross my fingers

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