| Berig | Created on Thursday, 05 January 2006 21:40 |
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Outside of Han is my family's farm, With green crops and a brown barn. The time is coming for it to get cold, Crops start to freeze and will take hold. A sad tear rolls down my parents face, Money is scarce in this time and place. A young daughter is who they will take, To the big city, for gold she will make. A young girl alone in the big city, Her parents left her with no pity. "I am a big girl" she said with joy, She walked until she saw a little boy. "I am in need of a job" the girl said, "The wolves eat our sheep, three dead." So the girl went to the wooden house, No one seemed home, so sound she arroused. "Im coming" the man said with haste, "My wifes cookin, I was gonna taste." The girl told him "I am in need of a job." He looked at her, and looked very odd. "I need someone to watch the sheep," "I will watch them so long, I wont sleep." The man was inspired by her speech, He took her out and started to teach. So she sat there day in and day out, "A Wolf!" she started to shout. The wolf heard her and started to run, So she sat down, her job was done. She got so hungry, but she didn't care, A dead sheep isn't something she could bare. Hungry and alone on a quiet night, She was having an internal fight. In this "dream" she had a vision, Now she knew she was on a mission. She went to the house to get her pay, She ran home without further delay. When she got home, she smelled death. Her hands got cold, and lost her breath. Her parents lay there, slumped to the floor, This was all it took, she couldn't take anymore. "An assassin did this, I will find out who." Strewn across the house was her moms carrot stew. Darkness in the house, late at night, She found a parchment rolled up tight. "So their death was about borrowed gold." That was something her father hadn't told. At that time, she made a single vow, She would live in poverty, even now. She left the house to follow that vision, Now she knows she needs to go on that mission. So she set out to study the monk ways, seeking enlightment till the end of her days. KnightStorm |
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