Post by Galor Martek on May 30, 2009 23:37:21 GMT -5
he rose early.....very early....before most would dream....twas his job.....his way....his routine.....even so...she was already up....already working.....
he would meet her in the bakery....they would talk as he helped her with the last of her work.....the baked goods that so many looked forward to each morning were only here because of her....she provided for so many....including him....
he would eat.....she made him breakfast each day.....packed for him what foodstuffs he would need....and ensured that he was off to his work before the sun rose....
simple folk....simple love.....broader than the sky.....
as she turned in for her well earned rest.....he began his day.....walking the trails and game paths.....following the herds....ensuring they were healthy.....when it was right...he took an elk.....a deer.....most oft they found the castle's larder......though there were times that a less fortunate family found that dinner was no longer in question....he never told the queen of his actions.....even though he was sure that she would nae mind....
he returned each night.....to meet with her again before he took his rest.....they spent less time together than they wished.....though they had learned long ago a simple truth.......each moment together was a treasure....a thing to be held to ones heart for all time.....and that they did......
he would sleep....and dream.....dream of the moment he would awaken and trek to the bakery.....to start anew.......
he would meet her in the bakery....they would talk as he helped her with the last of her work.....the baked goods that so many looked forward to each morning were only here because of her....she provided for so many....including him....
he would eat.....she made him breakfast each day.....packed for him what foodstuffs he would need....and ensured that he was off to his work before the sun rose....
simple folk....simple love.....broader than the sky.....
as she turned in for her well earned rest.....he began his day.....walking the trails and game paths.....following the herds....ensuring they were healthy.....when it was right...he took an elk.....a deer.....most oft they found the castle's larder......though there were times that a less fortunate family found that dinner was no longer in question....he never told the queen of his actions.....even though he was sure that she would nae mind....
he returned each night.....to meet with her again before he took his rest.....they spent less time together than they wished.....though they had learned long ago a simple truth.......each moment together was a treasure....a thing to be held to ones heart for all time.....and that they did......
he would sleep....and dream.....dream of the moment he would awaken and trek to the bakery.....to start anew.......