Post by Repsol on Nov 5, 2008 18:59:11 GMT -5
After six days of hard riding he was on Windstorms lands again, on a ridge he saw the tops of Lances, with a small crimson banners tied to them, the men rounded the hill and saw their Captain, the forty riders halted in line abreast and lowered their lances to their mounts right shoulder, then let out a mighty yell as they kicked their mounts into a gallop to wards him, it was his escort home, he smiled and stood still as the men approached at speed.
As they closed the lances where lifted and Repsol was encircled by the men who had been waiting for him, un be known they had crossed out of Windstorm's lands and had four scouts follow him the last few days of his journey, after their greeting they made haste for the convent.
It was mid afternoon when they reached the end of the path, the convent glowed red in the sunlight, the men stopped as the lord walked his mount slowly forward to the gates, the guard outside banged the gate twice with his fist and it opened, Repsol halted his mount at the gate and climbed down, he stood and looked inside, children ran and screamed playing as the ever watchful nuns kept station.
He untied his belt and gathered his sword then lifted the daggers from his boots and dropped his bow, he handed them to the guard and entered he walked slowly as his eyes scanned the children on the grass, but the one he yearned to see was absent, he approached one of the nuns and she smiled and pointed to the corner, he turned and saw a girl sitting by the flowers with a dolly in each hand, he walked slowly whispering her name to wards her, she continued to play speaking as mummy then daddy, his pace quickened, and as sarah caught sight of him she sprang to her feet and ran as fast as her little legs would carry her her dark locks of hair flowing behind her her dress tugging at her legs as she ran, the dolls being jarred up and down as she ran...he dropped to his knees as she ran and jumped to his chest her tiny arms reaching around his neck as she hugged him tight, he placed his arms around her as she whispered softly in his ear...
no leave me gen......mista
THE END.
As they closed the lances where lifted and Repsol was encircled by the men who had been waiting for him, un be known they had crossed out of Windstorm's lands and had four scouts follow him the last few days of his journey, after their greeting they made haste for the convent.
It was mid afternoon when they reached the end of the path, the convent glowed red in the sunlight, the men stopped as the lord walked his mount slowly forward to the gates, the guard outside banged the gate twice with his fist and it opened, Repsol halted his mount at the gate and climbed down, he stood and looked inside, children ran and screamed playing as the ever watchful nuns kept station.
He untied his belt and gathered his sword then lifted the daggers from his boots and dropped his bow, he handed them to the guard and entered he walked slowly as his eyes scanned the children on the grass, but the one he yearned to see was absent, he approached one of the nuns and she smiled and pointed to the corner, he turned and saw a girl sitting by the flowers with a dolly in each hand, he walked slowly whispering her name to wards her, she continued to play speaking as mummy then daddy, his pace quickened, and as sarah caught sight of him she sprang to her feet and ran as fast as her little legs would carry her her dark locks of hair flowing behind her her dress tugging at her legs as she ran, the dolls being jarred up and down as she ran...he dropped to his knees as she ran and jumped to his chest her tiny arms reaching around his neck as she hugged him tight, he placed his arms around her as she whispered softly in his ear...
no leave me gen......mista
THE END.
