• Crossing through the meadows, The vast forest amongt us. We run merryly through the lines of violets, rosy peaks, and golden rods. Her eyes set upon me with a crystal tear running down her dimpled cheeks. Her eyes lightly blue of the sky, with its deep green alining the rim. I take the tips of my fingers to press gentelly on her lips. Moving them down to hyer chin, lefting her face to set her eyes towards mine.
    I whisper to her, "Don't fear me for I do not fear you." Before my lips touch hers we hear a loud roar from the forest before us. "We've got little time to spend in each others gaze. I hope we'll be as inticed after the war is won."
    She grabs my hand and pulls my hands close to her heart. "You'll remain here even if the war is lost," She ryplies sadly. Then we run fearful of whats a head but loved in one anothers hearts and souls.
    The meadow as we run into the forest seems to turn grey. The wonderful colors fade oh so quickly. Hearing scrattering around us, I hear the worst. Then the roar is more close now. Running faster, faster, and faster. She pulls out her little lance as I remove my sword from its rift.
    Out of the sky where we halt to a stop. There is where the final call has come. I lift my sword fearing for the worst. It swoops infront of us, undamaged from our last croil. Will this be our end or will we truimph in the battle of life and love.