Imithe: Ar Aghaidh

I wish I could hear without opening my eyes.
I didn’t want to look down at the people as I ignored the words of execution that were annoyingly buzzing about. I didn’t want to stare at the faces of the crowd, seeing their expressions of hate.
But if I didn’t keep my eyes open, I wouldn’t have been able to see her calling my name from the castle. Although I can’t tell what feelings lay behind them, at least I knew someone cared enough to call out, whether in hatred or in sorrow. Just seeing the Easter lilies making my name was enough… until I saw something else.
I saw my name out of the corner of my eye and looked toward the crowd that was parting. I saw what I had been searching for my whole life.
“Benjamin…” she said again and finally my life was whole.
The only thing I didn’t understand was who she was and why those almond blossoms meant so much to me.