I journeyed throughout the meadow on my ebony steed. He reared his ugly head and cried: He is here! I shall not be obstructed by obstacles but persuaded to see him! I shall prevail! The kingdom of such precious stone was just out of our reach. The stallion galloped and reared its ugly head to the sky. The great king is here!
Through the gates and through the crowds, we rode on. The sound of pounding diamond hooves echoed within the kingdom walls. Joy was everywhere; I could hear it so soundly until I came closer. Then, there he was. Tall and majestic, dressed in flowing robes of gold and colorful jewels. He turned to me and my proud steed. With the courage and strength I had left in me, I roared: All hail the great king!
-S.H. Pierce
