Capítulo 4: Chapter4

#Chapter4

Alvar

The fort of Alvar stood in mournful silence as another life falls in the arms of the death.

A grieving widow wailed and threw her head on the chest of the fallen man. The onlookers kept their ingenuity low, feeling guilt and pain gnawing at their throats. Tears shined in their eyes, and lips quivered, but no sob was released. They forced themselves to stand and subject the agony of the woman as she clutched her husband’s limp hand to her chest. She cried to him to wake up still, the soulless body didn’t oblige. He kept lying their unmoving with dark marks slathered all over his skin, a trait of all who have come in contact with the plague. The woman cried her heart and shook with painful gasps in between. The other maids standing in the corner, cupped their mouths to muffle the tsunami of emotions lurching forward.

As one more dead body added to the pile, another woman stood up in the line of the windows.