If only we hadn't been torn this way.
A rift between us, our souls scarred.
Chained to this earth, I stand here
Watching you, drift, fly away.
It is so, my lord.
I stand in that same room we parted ways.
...
Would that I'd fly with you?!
Up there? Beneath that sky?
... 'twould be an honor, sire.
But with my weight, what if your wings
were to break? What if
you lost the very thing that seperates us now?
Would you be grounded eternally, like myself?
... is that so, sire?
You say those wings are still young and tender,
yet you are far older than myself.
But, I see your point.
One day, I'll sail the skies with you.
Someday, just someday in the future,
we'll bind together again, spirits as one.
I'll wait at the place of our departure until you arrive, sire.
Don't forget me.
For I'll be waiting.
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Contemplations of a knight
So often lost in quiet contemplations, viewing the world through wolven eyes... This is stuff. Just stuff. Stuff fueled by video games, boerdom and hotdogs. Its my personal fanfic/drawing/poetry log now. Like what you see? Leave a comment!~ :3
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