Looking back I don't know if there was anyway to avoid this; as I look down at the bodies on the field and I think of the events that lead up to this point and I think of all the people I've met and the people I've lost and I wonder would I change a thing?
If I believed it would make a difference I would go back and redo it all but it would still end up the same way. I would still be on this field with blood on my hands and blood under my feet but I can't focus on that instead I focus on the face of the dead Frey before me who gave his life for his king, his queen, his country, for me.
I remember a saying I heard once 'strength comes from within, not from giving in' and I never thought that it would ever mean anything to me but as I close the warriors eyes and pick up my sword I think of everything I've been through, everything that tried to tear me down and I charge.
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Sun Stands Still
FantasyDo you believe in magic? Do you believe in myths? Do you believe in faeries? A storm is coming, soldiers are preparing their swords, and only one girl stands in the way of the bloodshed. Solstice Summers has been living a normal life for a 17 year...
