Injustice do I see here, in these, your words of pain.
Of joy and love and laughter, broken hearts and tears remain,
You cannot sever the bond Sir Knight, that which love has borne,
the lady does not wish it, nor I, the Silent Storm.
Your magic will not end here, it lives eternally,
immortal in its nature, wondrous, pure and free.
A chapter may have ended, but the next it starts anew,
the story is not yet finished, and neither knight, are you.
The champion�s colours are yours by right, no thief am I to steal,
the lady�s favour remains your own, her kiss, your wounds still heal,
I covet not your position, be assured I am no foe,
An ally will you find in me, should you wish it to be so,
I extend the hand of friendship, to you, most trusted knight,
I wish not to see you leave her side, but stay in love�s warm light.
Reconsider your decision, know these words I say are true,
Stay, relinquish not your place, the lady believes in you.
Silent Storm
