Break In- Creative Writing

Break In- Creative Writing
Far in the distance, I can see

some kind of cloud.What a strange cloud though!It is down near the ground as if itwere fog but fog doesn?t roar,or clash or be colored grey does it?It is getting closer now it looksmore like a tidal wave of something.I can see faces, it is an armyrushing towards me and the castlebehind me.
Talking of the castle, Ican hear sounds, clashes, gasps, then amoment of silence, a female voicerises above the rest, saying something,a toast, a man shouts, the woman replies,then the crashes start anew.A cry from a multitude of voices,a woman?s scream, while outside,the army have slaughtered the guards,and have crashed through the window.A man?s voice shouts the word treason,and there is a monstrous crash,as if a chandelier had been thrown againstthe wall.Then a murmur of voices, the manwho shouted treason now says ?the rest is silence?.A crash of doors, I suspect the army is in the roomnow, lots of hobnailed boots hit against marbled floorand an unpleasant voice starts talking : Soon out ofthe mangled front doors comes a procession of foursoldiers carrying a man on their shoulders, the manis dead. Later, he is put in a coffin, and many,many guns are shot.

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