Answer and Explanation:
Henry clung tight to the uncompromising rope, his neck slightly above the rebelling threads of his killer. He struggled physically but also mentally, even deeper to his soul, regrets. If only he could justify some of his actions, he could at least admit it was worth it. But there he was, a lost cause, searching his soul in the last moments of his life, wishing there could be something to correct all his wrongs and make his death a lot less painful.
David watched him closely from 2 meters away, ignoring his every move to loosen the rope. His expression said "futile". Henry was a dead man the moment Huttle Ban's rope was hooked to his neck from the Oak tree. He'd worried about him before his death sentence at Fort County Area Court but none of Henry's actions varied from the former; a consistent show of rebellion for the law. After a night of firey arguments interwoven with near death altercations with his brother, David had walked to the Sergeant's office himself to submit all evidences and information to bring him down. He'd relied on Uncle Luke's gentle words to turn Henry from a life of crime, and there he stood, sure his criminal brother had left crime for good.