Set in the colossal medieval time, this book is a fiction written in "Lyric" style. It describes of a fictional account starting from the conquest of New World by Columbus, to the Anglo-Spanish war (1585-1604). It vividly describes the society, the...
Intro: Who is the Lady? She is not as she appears. Appearances, again deceiving, and How she got that Amulet? It's moment to tie things together, how fate can completely turnover their destiny...
"Querído mi, a long time before, Long even before you slightest evoke; In the plenty valleys of Coulverloue, I lived and there itself I grew."
"Behest peace, growing corns in farm, Struck the deadly drought, did so harm; Left our homeland, within risk spite, Shipwrecked were we in a stormy might..."
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"You spoke us, your sorrowful tale, Days ago in intrinsic detail! We queer out of our curious thirst, This mystery of Amulet you reveal first!"
"Apologies Señor, my mind swept away! As my age is causing thus decay. But Listen! Here this moment define, That I, belong to your bloodline."
Struck this truth in thunder, We gazed at her in open wonder! "True, that I said before you, I hail from Captain Nicolás' virtue!"
Drops of tears fallen, as the heavenly rains came, After the drought and separation had became; Years passed by, and ticked along day-by-day end, The thirst had quenched so, in this family union again!
"Señor Nicolás, my beloved brother, I still abide by his humble honour, Long ago in his carefree young days, I had a last glimpse over an appraise."
"Then myself curious quite often, What may have happened to them? Thought of alive or perished next, All the time I remained perplexed."
But Hombre, your presence washed away, Those anxious thoughts and any dismay! They flourished it seems, and how pretty, In worlds out of my own solidarity."
"Still a desire to know what after followed, How they came up and eventually showed; Became affiliated in the same Royal Court, Once which discarded him as racial outlawed?"
"Peasantry that defined us in the past, We were treated as criminal outcasts! Even the famine that ruined it all, How come he rebuilt in the bigger file?"
"Pleading before you Señor, I die to know! Pray tell me the aftermath, pull me out this sorrow! I feel my own bloodline rush in your soul, This story midway fragmented be closed whole!"
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