“I am going alone.”
And she cried
The tears stream down her face
“Don’t go at all”
She sobbed
“Stay with me. I love you.”
She held me tight
I wrapped her in an embrace
It felt like we stood like that for an eternity
I kissed her long and hard
“I have to go.”
I said as I turned and walked away
“I promise I will be back.”
I turned my head and smiled
It was strained and she knew
We both knew
It was a promise I may not be able to keep
She fell to her knees and wept
And I walked away
Sword in hand
Grim faced
To battle
I fought hard
Defeated many foes
I was injured badly
But I fought on
Finally I fell
I awoke not long after
Surrounded by the bodies of foes
My men walking away
Heads bent
They thought I was dead
I arose and ran toward them
Screaming
Shouting
“I’m alive. Weep not for I live.”
They did not hear
I ran past
A cart pulled bodies ahead of them
I ran and ran
It was a mad sprint back to my love
I saw her where we had embraced before I left
She still wept
On her knees
I went and knelt beside her
“I came back. Mary I am here as I promised”
But she did not hear she wept to loudly
The men and cart arrived
“Mary tis me John. I kept my promise”`
I tried to console her still
My second in command knelt in front of her
Laid his hand upon her shoulder
He said something to her
I could not make it out it was garbled
Her face went white
I am sure he told her I had died
I screamed
“I am right here Mary they are mistaken.”
She rose and ran to the cart
They removed a tarp
She fell to the ground
Weeping harder then I had ever seen
How could the not see me
“Mary I think I am dead”
The words where weird
I walked slowly
And looked upon the face
The face that made her weep
I looked upon my own face.
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