My sword and shield are become too heavy.
I lowered them daily until I finally threw them in a foaming river,
And I picked up a trig to battle a fire-breathing dragon.
I know it's asking alot, but I need my armor back, because I cannot withstand this pain.
Will you do fetch it from the river?
And you smiled.
"Only if you will allow me to wield it for you."
"That is all I ask."
Friday, October 9, 2009
Simplistic Stubbornness
Posted by Anonymous Misfit at Friday, October 09, 2009
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