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From the hands of the light
Lived a beautiful knight.
Hair as red as fire,
Eyes as gold as the sun.
Sent by the King of her kingdom
To the rivaling kingdom.
Lands lacked of sunshine glow,
Nor any kind morals.
In the lands of darkness
Lived a handsome prince.
Hair as blue as night,
Eyes as silver as the moon.
"Kill him "ordered the king.
The faithful dame bowed obediently
Making the the King proud,
For obedience was a rare trait.
From there she travelled onwards
To the land of the night.
Feined her need for peace,
To make their worries ease.
Soon she was allowed a room
In the western wing.
To wait for the next day to spring,
And talk about the treaty.
The very next day
Not much words were exchanged.
So they let the day,
Be conquered by the night.
During that night,
The gloomy rose garden
Was visited by the knight.
The prince noticed thee,
And tried to befriend thy lady.
Then he asked,
"My lady, would thee dance with me?"
She then accepted hessitantly.
Soon the garden was their place
Every night with the same pace
Their sanctuary of serenity.
Within this gloomy land.
Soon they both fell feelings blooming
Night after night again.
Though there was only silence
Love was their feelings.
But soon the time came,
For her to end this game.
One very silent night,
She hid a dagger in her dress.
Through her smiling facáde
Were her feelings of distress.
Every step she took,
Every breath he takes.
The clock is pounding in her ears
He awaits her warmth
The time has come she can feel it.
She is here he can see her.
They embrace for one last time.
...
"I am sorry beloved,
I don't deserve to be loved."
Tears are pricking through her eyes.
"You know I return your feelings,
But... I must obey."
He laughed painfully.
"Dear what is it with you Goodlings,
Always obey and be kind.
I don't understand truthfully.
You people must be cursed to do it!"
Finally she let herself cry.
She embraced him tightly and cried.
He smiled softly at her
"Do not cry too much when I die."
He winced painfully
"I do not want to spend my last moment with thee sad."
He kissed her forehead.
"Smile for me at least.. please."
She smiled through tears.
He kissed her red lips one last time
And he died.
The kingdom rejoiced.
The villain of this story had been slain
The dame Lancelin, was a hero.
The King, Arthuro fell in love
With the captive princess
And they shared the same pain.
Guiverin was rescued by the king,
From the evil prince, Morgan.
Soon their wedding bells ring
And they lived happily ever after.
...
The dame who was labelled a hero
Hid her true feelings.
Felt her grief frow
Day after day,
Night after night.
Soon she decided to visit him
She soon reached there by night.
And took the liberty to sleep.
Very lonly was the knight
Soon she had died in peace.
...
A bloody red rose soon bloomed
Its stem filled with only one thorn.
In the place, where she killed him
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------- HERE LIES --------
THE DAME ᎾF VALOR
---------- LANCELINE ---------
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--------- HERE LIES ---------
THE PRINCE ᎾF GREED
---------- MORGAN ----------
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