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DelightEndless blue skies
Baby girl's cry
A kiss at midnight
A lover's first fight
Sad parting demise
Love poems to write
The will to fight
Young child alight
Pale azure eyes
My cheeks baptize
Good morning surprise
Wise and good wives
Reaching to thrive
Rosed burial site
In one's own right
Once again unite
The ending nigh
Willing to fly
Teach me to try
Give me delight
Trapped in Light's Shadow Ch. 23Chapter 23
All around me is panic. Commander Stephens hisses to me, "Why would you frighten my men so?" to the soldiers he shouts, "We ride to meet them! Dean Reago," The priest pokes his head from around a tent and I wonder where he has been hiding. "You'll go with those I assign to ambush the temples. Young lady," he says to me. "Armor, get some and go with Ztack and Blakely. They will command you. May I survive to see you once more. General," he turns with a snide grin. "Join us, or leave us. I have already sent a falcon with our plans before your arrival with the consent for cooperation from units two, four, seven, nine, ten, eleven, and twelve. Your one may join us, but of you'll excuse me, there is a war to fight."
His bravado toward his superior gains him cheers from our assembled men. I cheer as well, tossing aside all quarrels I have with him. I'm scared, there's adrenaline pulsing through me, I'm alive and possibly soon dead, but we must fight!
Byron takes my hands and kisses
Thunder and Roseslooking down, broken looking glass
scarlet reflections, wipe away the smudge.
scar the image, smear the scarlet mirror across the floor.
we are roses, crying, dripping your thorny pain.
give us life, wash us clean,
clear the broken glass and the scarlet mirror
wipe away the bloody tears from my velvet face.
wait for the sky's groan of waking, it's morning shower of praise
lift my head, breathe the cleansing tears,
wash away red sins, wash them away
pick up the glass and discard it,
pool the red reflections until they dilute and slide away
pat the soil at my feet, don't choke me in blood.
i require love, and sky's thunderous tears.
don't cry your bloody feud on me.
Trapped in Light's Shadow Ch. 22Chapter 22
I would love to go on forever holding my son and my lover, but there is fighting yet and it's not safe here. "Hovel, how quickly can you get back to the village and hide Trey?"
"As fast as I can, which will be about as slow as a beaver can chew, but I will get him there safe, do not worry." I kiss my son's soft forehead, the light downy hair on his temple, and hand him over. My heart breaks, all over again. I WILL see him again, if I die trying, I will not leave this earth before I hold in my arms once more my child. I take Byron's hand. We must flight or flee. "And," he adds. We turn to look back at him. "I'm to ride south to get reinforcements from my father."
"You father?" Byron echoes. I look at him. That's right, he doesn't know Hovel's father is a lord, and of his own blood.
Hovel nods, smiling crookedly. "I'd love for you to meet him, Byron. He's a lord you know. Well, I'll see you! Try not to get killed!" He waves and dashes into the trees.
Byron stands loosely. "A l
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