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| Lucy's Slumber; Bedtime story | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Aug 11 2011, 05:43 PM (50 Views) | |
| Miss_Lucy | Aug 11 2011, 05:43 PM Post #1 |
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The Lady goes to sleep, and as she draped herself over the sheets to reminisce over princes gone by a faraway glitter caught her eye. “What of you,” she whispered in the night, “what is your twinkle, where is your fight?” No reply will come she knows well yet she has begun to close her eyes to dwell the dungeons in her head. And in its hallways is where they met time and again this man made of honour and this girl made of plenty of regrets. Into the moon’s pale and cold beam they would dance away from the world and he would take his chance to take away every sight that would ever make her scream. “Where is your fight?” She asked again, for she knows the way a Knight saves the nighttime from the day. “The battle has been fought” his voice would answer from within just as she thought. “Very well, Knight of honour, in velvet robes, and feet in leather clad. I shall bid thee goodnight.” and not another thought she had. |
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