Azlowe was having more fun in the meadow than a royal guard should be having but he did not care. The meadow reminded him of the times when he and his family would roam through the meadows of the Highlands. As he kept walking he came across a little pond full of frogs, fish and lily pads. Azlowe reached down and picked one of the lilies off the lily pad and held it up to his nose and took a big whiff. "Mmmmm, these smell just as good as they did all those years ago" he said his voice sounding distant.
I wish I wasn't so clumsy. But unfortunately that's how I was made. But why am I so nice and gentle to everyone. There is no way the king would ever have me fight in a battle.
"I wish my mother was here she would know what to say" not long after the words left his mouth did the wind blow through and Azlowe heard his mother's voice.
" my dear son, you do not realize how amazing you are. You stand up for what's right, you stand against the wrong. You will lead with a kind yet mighty fist. And soon you will realize how truly great you really are. You are very loved my son do not forget that."
"Mother?" Azlowes voice cracked. It had been many years since he has heard his mothers voice. She was slain by a pack of wolves. His father tried so hard to fight them all off but it was too much for him. Azlowe didn't remember all of the events that took place that day except, one tiny thing the leaders name was Gideon. Azlowe vowed on that day to get revenge on who ever was behind the slaying of his parents. Azlowe snapped back to reality and started to run and bound through the meadow. He made himself a crown out of daisies and placed it on his head pretending to be the king of the meadow.
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A Soaring Love
FantasyThis is a fantasy story of how a young fawn falls for a handsome falcon. But they can not be together because it is forbidden by the fawns father, the king of the forest. In this epic story of love, heartbreak and loss will these two find a way to b...
