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The
Knight and his Faithful Steed
The epic tale of a knight
He
rode through the country side on his gallant steed The
ebony horse his only friend His
only companion And
it is of these two I tell my story Weaving
it into the ever growing tapestry of tales So that it may forever be remembered
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The
knight was a slayer of dragons The
savior of maidens Respected
hero of kingdoms everywhere He
fought for his king He
fought with valor and strength But
his life was to be cut short His
prancing pony Portraying
just as much strength as the knight himself Standing
his ground while the knight slay the dragons Bearing
the extra weight of the maidens And
he too was respected, as the knight’s mighty companion But
his bravery would not help save the knight On
the doomed day, No
matter how hard he would try
A
scream Was
heard hurtling through the thick air one misty morning And
the knight and his friend where on their way Armor
glinting, tail whipping, galloping, Racing
through the dewy meadows Past
the dark, looming trees Pathway
dappled with the light of the sun weaving through the canopy above
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All
was quiet As
they arrived to a clearing Even the trickling stream winding its way through
the grass Made no sound. No
sound at all Birds
ceased their singing The noise of the forest died
away And they did not feel alone.
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Out
of the shadows, a soldier did step Sword
at his side, bow on his back, arrows
daring to reveal themselves just behind his head The
one and only sworn enemy of the knight Standing
there, just ahead of them Eyes
shifting, hands quivering, a smile on his thin lips The
scream sounded again And
a bird swooped down from the sky above A
falcon, blood dripping from its talons Having
freshly killed. The
soldier sneered, turning
to face the knight directly A
terrifyingly confident look in his eyes The
knight’s midnight pony stared defiantly Waiting
for a signal from his master And
with one sweet whisper they were galloping Racing
again, straight for the soldier The
knight’s sword out, preparing for attack But
the soldier knew the secrets of the knight Knew
how he fought, And
with the knights jab of a sword The
soldier was down Lying
in the green grass Breath
shallow, slowing to a stop Death? Trotting
over to where the body lay The
steed and the knight looked down at the body. Dismantling,
the knight stabbed his sword into the dirt And
he kneeled to pray for the man he had just slain The
soldiers eyes opened… The
stallion saw this and leapt towards the man Letting
loose a warning neigh For
the knight to hear But
all was too late A dagger in the knight’s heart the soldier did place
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The
dying man, astonished, could not move And
death wrapped its icy fingers around his throat Soul
sucked from his very body He fell dead
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Anger
and heartwrenching loss Raged
through the midnight stallion Attacking
the now standing man with his sharp hooves Justice
shall be served to those who deserve it Surprised
and alarmed the soldier could not fight back And
the horse pawed him to the ground Ending
the soldiers life with one final blow He
too, now lay dead The
horse kneeled down next to his friend Skin
still warm but cooling quickly And
the faithful steed never left his side Fought
off the wolves Kicked
away the body of the other man And
stood watch over the knight every day Every
day until the day he too, died. The
story of the knight and his loyal friend Is
one of faithfulness, and the love of friendship Perhaps
their tale will be remembered Or
perhaps forever forgotten But
as long as the loyalty to those you love exists So shall they.
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