The story of Lise

Lise watched in horror as her parents were dragged to the town square, their hands bound tightly with a bloodied cloth behind their backs. She wanted to scream, to run forward and try to stop the soldiers from taking them away, but she knew it would be futile and it would only add to the misery. Britannia’s grip on Frysia was too strong, and any resistance was met with brutal force. As she gazes upon her parents, she cannot help but feel the weight of the painful history that has plagued their family and their homeland. Her heart aches as she remembers the devastating loss of her grandfather, a victim of the tragic events that unfolded during the War of Arcadia.

In those tumultuous times, the soldiers of Frysia were met with a cruel fate, and her family, like so many others, were forced to bear the burden of their loss. But even in the midst of such heartbreak, there is beauty to be found in the resilience and strength of the human spirit. But that was not the root of this horrifying sight. As she reflects upon the past, she is filled with a deep sense of remorse for the choices she made that led to her family’s suffering. The memory of that fateful day lingers in her mind like a haunting melody, a constant reminder of the pain she has caused.

One year ago on that beautiful summer day, Lise eagerly awaited her brother’s arrival to take her on a long-awaited journey to the city. She had grown weary of the monotonous routines of farmland life and yearned to finally see something of the outside world, She yearned to see the vastness and grandeur of the outside world, to experience the lively buzz of the streets that she had heard so much about. In Lise’s world, the cities were a place of wonder and mystery, a world where the majestic architecture and gleaming lights shone bright against the backdrop of the skyline. Being a Frysian, she was aware that entry to the cities was prohibited without special permissions, and her parents had always been reluctant to expose her to the horrors of Britannia’s rule. However, on this particular day, everything was about to change.

Finally, her brother, Anton arrived, and they embarked on the journey to the city. Excitement coursed through her veins as they journeyed along the winding roads that led to their destination. As they finally arrived at the bustling city, Lise was struck by the sights and sounds that surrounded her. The lively atmosphere filled her with a sense of wonder and delight, and she found herself unable to contain her excitement. It was then that they were greeted by a friendly Britannian soldier named Floris, whose warm smile and easy manner put Lise at ease.

As Anton explained their connection to Floris, Lise looked on with questions in her eyes. She couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness at the thought of someone being forced to become a soldier simply to help their struggling family. But even as she pondered this, she found herself swept up in the vibrant energy of the market, eagerly setting up shop and immersing herself in the hustle and bustle of the crowd. Adorned with a beauty so rare, a confident smile and her magnetic aura effortlessly drew buyers towards her, and her radiant persona left an everlasting impression on all who crossed her path. It was a moment she would never forget, a moment that filled her with a sense of hope and possibility for the future.

But their joy was short-lived, as a sinister presence made itself known in the form of a menacing soldier with a cruel glint in his eye. The soldier’s gaze lingered on Lise, and he demanded to see their papers. When it became clear that they did not have permission for Lise to be in the city, the soldier leered at her, clearly intending to take advantage of the situation.

Lise’s brother, who knew exactly what the soldier was planning, intervened, and a vicious fight ensued. They ran through the crowded streets, ducking and dodging as they tried to escape. But the soldier was relentless, and eventually, he caught up to them.

With a fierce determination to protect his sister at all costs, Anton engaged in a final, brutal fight with the soldier. The soldier was more experienced and Anton knew he would lose a fair fight so he kicked the soldier in the groin, disarmed him and threw it far away to then run as fast as he could, with every step he felt a sense of freedom. Suddenly, a deafening noise leaves a peeping sound in the ear of Anton, it was the sound of a gunshot echoing through the streets, Anton was shot in the back by Floris, leaving Lise frozen in shock in the distance. Floris trembled with fear, his eyes widened in disbelief at the scene before him, his hand shook uncontrollably as he realized the irreversible and devastating action he had just taken, a weight of guilt and sorrow crushing down on him.

Lise watched in horror as Anton fell to the ground, his arm outstretched towards her in a final, desperate plea to flee. The dream of seeing the world beyond the farmland had turned into a nightmare, and the very person who had fought to protect her was now lying lifeless on the ground. She was frozen, unable to move, as if time itself had stopped in that moment of tragedy.

But then, with a strength born of love and determination, Lise turned and ran. She ran as if her life depended on it, as if she could somehow outrun the heartache and loss that threatened to engulf her.

Her brother’s sacrifice would never be forgotten, and Lise would carry the memory of his bravery and selflessness with her always. Since that day, her parents had been outspoken critics of Britannia’s rule, and they had been warning their fellow Frysians about the danger of complacency. They had urged people to stand up for their rights and fight for their freedom, but their words had fallen on deaf ears. And now, they were paying the ultimate price. Lise and Anton had grown up hearing stories of their bravery and determination, and had dreamed of following in their footsteps one day. But now, as she watched them being hanged, her dreams and aspirations were shattered.

Lise felt a hot tear roll down her cheek as her parents were forced to kneel before the gallows. She could hear the soldiers shouting orders, but their words were muffled by the blood pounding in her ears. She wanted to look away, to spare herself the agony of watching her parents die, but she couldn’t. She owed it to them to bear witness to their sacrifice.

Her father’s voice cut through the chaos, strong and unwavering. “We die today because we refuse to be silenced,” he said. “We die today because we believe in a better future for Frysia, one where our people are free and sovereign. We die today because we refuse to let Britannia crush our spirit.”

Lise’s mother spoke next, her voice trembling but resolute. “We die today with the knowledge that our sacrifice will not be in vain. Our children will continue our fight, and one day, Frysia will be free. Britannia will fall, and our people will rise.”

The soldiers pulled the levers, and Lise watched as her parents fell through the trapdoors. The sound of their necks snapping echoed through the square, and Lise felt as though her heart had been ripped from her chest. She fell to her knees, tears streaming down her face, as the soldiers laughed and cheered.

From that day forward, Lise was consumed by a burning desire for vengeance. She swore that she would make Britannia pay for what they had done to her family and her people. She joined the rebellion, determined to fight for a better future for Frysia, even if it meant risking her own life.