18 : pov the war

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The people charged the castle to save their prince.

The prince cried because he watched one of his only friends be in pain.

An evil man lived because a good girl decided not to be weak.

A strong blonde haired boy fought with the people for their justice.

A strong blonde haired boy saw an evil man, the evil man looked at the boy.

It seemed to be just them in the midst of a storm.

An evil man ran.

A strong boy chased.

An evil man was caught and realized he was going to die.

A strong boy knew he was going to kill an evil man.

A strong boy thought of a strong dying girl.

He thought of her words.

A stronger boy became stronger.

An evil man who lived his life hurting others was not hurt, but he received a present he never gave.

Mercy.

That day a fight was fought.

That day an evil man and his few evil people who learned the beauty of a kill were thrown into a prison of living hell.

That day a prince was crowned a king.

That day people went home, some to a newly broken family other to whole ones.

That day a new legacy was born.

That day a kingdom born in blood and hate was newly made in forgiveness.

That day was today. 

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