The time I open my eyes it seems I'm in a house..
But who would it be? Taking stranger like me?
Not long before I rise someone open the door I have not know
It’s a woman a very beauty at that I kneel...
"I am thankful of thee..."
"Oh you have awakened... How great of me
You almost die and I'm so kind indeed"
The middle age man beside her show up, maybe her father
And I guess it right he is Edward Kent
Father of Freedirt Kent and the live in the city called Dinessia.
I live in Dinessia in peace in care of kent family.
It is warm and refreshing feeling, its lovely.
Months pass no maybe years...
But since when did Freedirt become beautiful its stunning.
Her golden hair, white skin and reddish lips become something
There is no reason behind it just bloom in here...
I love again...
Unlike the past it is not tragic it is love
It is not dying because of blue
I write my story anew
This is about loving you...
But this dream does not last
A new ordeal makes its stand
This is a test I need to pass
I know she will understand.
The fire of war began to rage
Every boy must stand in fate
Take the sword and head to the fire
Some will die but that will never be I.
Before I bid my farewell I said to Freedirt...
"This battle is for you,
Future for us is new
This I promise only a few.
To this tempest I will flew
Please merry me after this flu..."
Freedirt smile and nod
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Hope and the Dark
Poetrythis is a poetry and a short story about love, agony and hope... the life of Eliot the knight who plea...