Kind Sir-Growth

This armor has grown heavy. This sword dull to bone as I. Born to protect, serve in honor and without fear. I’ve lost this in life all I have and more.. Bits of stuff and coin really as the time rolls bye. But the loss hope and heart looms closer than before. The darkness grows with heart to come home and no home to put a heart. To accept love is one of the hardest lessons in life, to give it, the same yet the rewards of an honest life will eventually fruit into the dreams of today. The End.



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