Fragment of an Epic

I kissed her hungry lips, knowing that this would be the last time. Before we had finished - but we would never have finished - she was snatched from my arms and led from the cell. I sat down, and let the heart-breaking anguish escape from my lips in a growing scream. Then the sounds of shots from outside - I fell silent, weeping, shaking. I cradled my head in my arms as I waited for them to return. It was my turn next.