I was a young child younger than I am now, when I fell in love. I didn't know that our love was going to be challenged by my own father.
We fought him off as long as we could separately but it wasn't going to be helped.
Eventually I never saw my love again and my father told me to forget him. How could I? I had given that man my soul and much more.
Sadly I became angered at my father and killed him in his sleep and fled the land not knowing where to go or who to turn too. Everything became harder. My life I wanted to forfeit because I felt it wasn't worth anything that I had to put into it. I had been thinking about everything that had happened to me by leaning up against a tree and I noticed something strange.
I got up and walked over slowly so as not to startle it. As I got closer I took note that it was my lover but something was odd and wrong about him. He looked at me and his glance was cold almost heartless. I wanted to cry when he drew his sword and placed it upon my neck. He had been brainwashed by my father and lost all knowledge of who I was or how much I loved him.
Eventually he turned and put his sword away after seeing I was no threat and then he walked to his horse and out of my life for all time. I can still remember the times we kissed and how gentle he had been with me. How much he had cared. Even today I would give anything to have that back. What more is there to say? Nothing.
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