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[title] => For His Love (Sword - Land - Hope)
[time] => 2014-07-06 17:21:50
[hometext] => I've always wanted to try this. I think this is the second time I've written something like this, but it still didn't turn out the way I wanted it to.
[bodytext] => A knight wields a sword after the killing of his love, a beautiful maiden was she God sent her, from above. They loved each other truly he was the King, of his land, wanted to marry the maiden asked her father, for her hand. Her father gave them his blessing known each other since they were young, had the hope, to one day marry the maiden's heart, the knight had won. On the day, the wedding came dragons flew in the sky above, there for the maiden and knight in the celebration of their love. Off in the distance, there was trouble brewing clans that were not invited, stood, the young knight and maiden knew they were up to no good. These men of uncleanliness jealousy raged in their hearts, tried to steal the land from the knight had set fire to his hay carts. These men did their very best to get the maiden as their own, but, she, was smarter then they said she had a heart of stone. But, they knew she had lied when they saw the ring on her hand, they tried everything they could to put her under their command. These no good, filthy, mongrels had broken up the wedding day, they laughed and drank merrily didn't matter, what anyone had to say. Each had a sword at their side waiting for the chance to a fight, teasing the guests at the party which wasn't at all, very bright. The knight and his beloved maiden tried their best to stay together, but, they ended up, getting split apart during the nasty, rainy weather. All hope is very well lost now when the unwanted clan starts a fight, the knight tries his best to be calm fights them off, with all his might. From behind, there came a scream so horrid and so very shrill, "The maiden is dead!" someone screamed the knight saddened, with tears, his eyes did fill. How could they have done this to him? He ran over, to be at her side, this was the day, to marry his love and he wasn't with her, when she died. He didn't want her to die in vain time to up and be a man, he had to get even, for her and protect his ancestry land. A beautiful maiden was she God sent her, from above, a knight wields a sword after the killing of his love. Copyright © Cynthia Jones Nov.11/2012 [comments] => 2 [counter] => 123 [topic] => 31 [informant] => Cynthia [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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