Choose your soldiers, tirant
For this duo fight in which
Without any sign of retreat
Declare a fearsome battle
And between attacks and settles
They rise to an already lost war
Brave is the one who dares to advance
The adversary can be tamed
And in a frail confidence
A brief truce has been gained
He loses the meaning of the fight
By the moment he desires
To be the lust of the mortal foe
Falling into some of a vile trap
He's been harmed from a back stab
The traitorous dagger of her
He can't help but cry why he's dying for
It's when he finally begins to learn
The best warrior, in the end
Will always be the one that sole
Can skeptically stand
Whole.
Trust no one.
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Sylki One-Shots and Poetries (English)
FanfictionThis is my safe place for all Sylki shippers with all the one-shots and other contents I've ever made about them. This is especially for english readers, but you can also find in this profile the same page with these or other stories in portuguese! ...
