I have many hopes and dreams. In this poem I share a few of them with you. And I wonder what you hope for.
What is love? I often wonder?
What is love? I often sigh.
This is the love that I ponder.
Love is simply Our God on High.
Joyfully, I want to live.
Joy, oh joy,
is the best gift to give.
Starting up where last week left off, we find Kyo and Islyn swiftly pursuing the fleeing soldiers they have conquered. Today’s post begins with Kyo’s perspective . . . * He was running hard, his heart pounding, when he remembered his horse. One shrill whistle brought the loyal beast galloping towards him. Trained well. Kyo noted […]
Surrounded by dangerous Shlavoin guards is where we previously left Islyn! And there, where last week’s story ended, today’s post begins . . . * “You thought you could escape?” The guard before me snarled. “As if!! Never in a million ballon days.” What are ballon days? Kyo, where are you when you need me? And horse, I […]