There once lived a group of savages who would huddle together in their cave was dark and smelly and they were not very bright they had there social ritual which they would preform most evenings all in secret where other eyes can't see they believed it gave them magical powers when they had finished they would gather together and travel to the nearest village where they would throw people from there homes and some dissappear for ever others they would use their powers in magic to freeze you on the spot you could not move not even a whisper they were the cruelest saveges know throughout the kingdom, nights from all over the kingdom would come to do battle and free the village from its nightly rades, one after another they came only to never return once they entered the cave, the good people in the kingdom did not know what to do they feared for their familys what if they come to our village that can we do how do we stop the savage, brave nights have failed in their quest, they were unstoppable, the king fearing for his people started to think how can he protect all that is good and removr from his land this evil, this darkness that plagues every soul, he recalls his arms from the north 10,000 men and to the west 10,000 more, the king at once sends his messages to ride and not to stop on till they reached the army's the king was risking everything on his plan 20, 000 men battle ready trained to fight each onr a specialist in the art of killing, each soldier under stude the mountain they had to climb as this was no ordinary battle of man on man, they had to face evil on ground where nothing grows, the night before the battle some were coming to terms with their demise other found soilce in drink and the night carried on fear pain anger started to build songs of glory started to bring them together as a group a unit 20,000 sounded like 40,000 fire burning in there eyes anger on there face they marched as one side by side shoulder to shoulder foot over foot they have become more than just men something in side there soul, the savages never seen so many so loud coming to them and not running away, the savages not being able to truly understand what is going on started to get into there group as they feel safe when they do and started to pass objects to one another, the army now seen there backed are turned, the order was given to run, swords in hard shield across the brest they roar rushing swords extended as they started to stab the savages trusting from there shoulder the blade was ture slicing the arm from the savage his sword drips with blood as he continue his attack the battle rages for hours on till the Kings men are victorious his land has been freed for the walking evil he looks up at the god and place his hands on his head drops to his knees in thanks,
What you mite take for that short, is no matter what you meet in life there are people who are incapable of seen the bigger picture, and the circle of life all ways makes room for the new,
What you mite take for that short, is no matter what you meet in life there are people who are incapable of seen the bigger picture, and the circle of life all ways makes room for the new,