Once Upon A Time...
One dark, cold and lonely night. A Warrior past through a town. It was in the wee hours and everything was asleep. Except for one small family, who sat huddled by the fire place. Trying to stay warm and attending to their new born baby, who now lay sick in his mothers arms.
As he passed through the town he looked into all the dark, unlit windows, wondering who lay asleep inside. Wondering what kind of lives they lived. Wondering if they were happy in whatever occupation they now found themselves involved in.
He pulls his collar tight around his neck, trying to keep the now heavy falling rain from soaking into his shirt. His coat is a heavy lambs skin with a hood, dyed black and has served him well on many a cold and rainy night.
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A Warrior Passes By
Short StoryA Lone Warrior, on a mission for his king. One night passes by the candle lit window of a little home. Inside he sees a family huddled around the fire place. As he stares in on the scene. He reflects on a life he can never have.
