| The Loves Of A Young Knight | ||||||||
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| The warrior takes a deep breath and looks at you smiling. " Skyes had women after him constalntly some wanting to kiss him, others to bed him, and others still who wanted him dead, well he came against a reaver once, and she was hell, Our skyes was torn at the soul, he knew he could out fight her, but could not defend against hewr assaults without attacking, hed he held his ground and purposely never landed a blow, for he may not strike a woman, she took it for weakness and nearly killed him, well he got to thinking thst maybe he was better off dead, That was the end of young Skyes, 4 years of strength and battle only to allow himself to slip away for years. I thought that was the last of him, I didnt know hime well enough...For 2 years later, I met a young man fighting in a tourney, with amny of the same moves as a friend of mine had, but with new weapons, and more finesse, then I recognized the scar she had left, only one man had it, i razor line 4 inches long under his right eye, Skyes had returned, but at the end of his battle, defeating four magically enhanced and better armored men with only a weighted staff, people were chanting Matrim. I know not who this young man was named Matrim but Skyes had won, not this Matrim, Then I looked closer, it was Skyes, but he had changed, he no longer wore the armour of Dunroven, no Longer Carried an edged weapon, only a quarter staff, and two ASP batons. This Must be the man they are chanting for, knowing then that my friend was no more, I moved on, but the legends of matrim are still heard about, from certain circles, One such legend is how a Lady Jenn took him and showed him how to love again, she had his heart, and he would have battled to the gates of hell to bring her back Cerberus had she asked, but alas, he was sent on a quest that begged of him to defend the land against those that took their own lives to kill those who were of no threat, so at this call to arms, he became a soldier, and left for too long, for when he returned, he found his love and guiding light, married to a man from whose origins relate to the northern reaches above the great Mason Dixon, crushed and shattered, he wandered on, taking on what he may as he went, but nothing compares to heavens jewel Chizuko Kross, she came to him in a dream, falling fast, he dove to follow her, hoping to save this fallen angel, only to find, he had the wings.... |
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| Should you like to know more of this grand love, look into your heart, and think of that one who who always think about, that would give you an idea, For now History is being written, and Mat is living it... | ||||||||