The Forgetful Knight
Once, he had been a legend, the Knight of the Western Vale, keeper of oaths, defender of the weak.
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Once, he had been a legend, the Knight of the Western Vale, keeper of oaths, defender of the weak.
NOTE: This story is made up. It has no historical meaning. Any relations (names) to the characters and actual historical figures is entirely coincidental.
Chapter 2 ~A King is Crowned~ The forest was extra humid on the day of the coronation.
The Hunter, dressed in antler, And a cloak of giant thorn, Appeared like Legend from the fog This Sunday morn Wrapped in his forest, Boundaries all around Staring out from the edge, Of his ancient...
Chap 2. We searched the floor desperately for any sign of Frodo but nothing was there. We went to the last place we saw him and nothing was there to suggest Frodo was there in the first place.
Whispered shadows of things long gone, Tales of what could be. The secrets hidden under rocks And high up in the trees. With every step I take, I remember knights of old. Courage, justice, and...
Dark. Moonlight. Stars aglow. Shine. Frosted. Years ago. Glow. Faerie. Wandering. Skies. Clearing. Start to sing. Cold. Crystal. Voice like gold. Pale. Whisper. Young yet old. Crown. Ruler.
Once upon a time there was a bold brave knight named Brandonist Maximus he could defeat any other knight who dared cross his path.
She was dressed in a nightgown, sheer white cotton with pink and gold patterns woven into it. It was hot when she wore it to bed, but the castle was often cold.
Intro part 2 His body lay ten feet from the mountain. He had slain the dragon that burned his family he could go in peace now and be with his wife,his daughter. He blacked out giving up.
#nightdwellers #beginningline #withsomelibertiestaken The frosted grass Cracked underfoot As Winter took a hold On the Knight.
Midday in Danbury. Clouds in the sky no sun could be seen, not at all. A few lanterns were alight in the street but it was so dark, no one could tell it was midday or midnight.
By Miscellaneous. The tower was ready and waiting for a prince.
@GreenPixie I'm so upset. No matter what I do, I can't write a fairytale less than 2,000 words. I just can't.
In the early days of the first era the warlord Ornarol made a pact with the Daedra, but betrayed them for his own selfish good.
I prowled the fields, slowly I raised my crafted bow, and took out a arrow, it was thin, and had feathers from pigeons Elf caught. Twang. Twang. Twang.
In the dark of the night I walked, As raindrops cleansed my face.. Around me the enchanted forest talked, I hastned; quickened my pace..
Lina carried on watching me, thinking things through. Then she shook her head. "Let me go with you, Freya" She begged. I shook my head. "I can't, Lina.
Scarred once, By the touch and lick Of flames, Disfigured in a world Where difference Often leads to death, You became strong, A warrior, the best At what you do, Protecting royalty, A killing...
I sit still and wait, for the day you come, For until that day my heart will stay numb. I sigh as I rest, twirling my hair, I need you to breathe, you are my air.
A young dragon called Sapphire Rose, Never fell for charms or rhyming pose, She guarded her princess' castle, While her sweet sapphire scales dazzle, A prince dragon from far away, Heard of her...
The fearless knight charges on, Straight on through the castle gates, Caring not for his own skin, Or the danger that awaits.
Prologue Kamilton is a magical city set in the medieval times. In this story there will be many different forms of princesses. They are all different steps to becoming the highest form of a princess.
"Wow, its really pretty here." Gwenne said as they rode. "Of course Gwenne, that is why we live here, when you saw this place, you sat yourself on a tree stump and refused to move unless we moved...