Flocon is closing in the prison.
Beginning tomorrow, he wiil live the first of four day of torture.
I avoid to write details.
The fouth day he must to go to on the gallows and should be kill by Aude who use by obligation, the trap of the gallows.
The strangely voice said "poor crazy man, don't you remember ?"
The trap swichted on and Flocon fell.
"Remember the blow, the wind, rember poor crazy man".
Wind grows up, intensify like a storm and like a knife, cut the rooe around his neck.
Flocon, wickeless against to all of thrm.