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the black knight
Written by: Lorias
Date: Saturday, March 25th, 2000
Addressed to: the Sinistar
there was once a knight which no man could defeat in battle and his name struck terror inthose who heard it, the name was sir pellinore. He was king of the saxons. he was a very chivalrous knight and no man dared try and start a fight with this particular king. King Pellinore did not engage in the many wars his mighty saxons had fought but instead stood near a bridge all day and fought with any knight who wished to cross his bridge. As you may think not many people have crossed that bridge only the few which he had piety over and made them swear aligence to him.
our story begins on a hot summer day and the black knihght is resting on a tree stump near the brige when he hears the hooves of a mighty stallion bagging on the bridges planks. As king Pellinore gets on his two feet and grabs his sword, he yells "you there! For trying to cross my bridge i shall challenge you to a duel and if yu decline my challenge ,well let us just hope you don't."
startled by this the white knight stpped his stallion and got off. "who are you, to challenge me!" yelled the white knithODOD . "i sir am your executionner, the black knight." "i have heard of you , black knight, the so called chivalrous knight, the one who kills for his own pleasure and delight, ewell, i shall put an end to ryour rein of terror!" With these words the two men drew their swords and charged at each other with all their force. they collided with a terrible thunder that seemed to shake the ground and immediatly started hacking away at each other. Pellinore lunged at the white knight so hard it was a miracle his head did not fly off. with that last strikle the white knight had fallen. as the king walked closer to the white knight he stopped at his side and kneeled down. As he took off the white knights helmet he got up ain horror as he stared down at the cold dead face of his only son. After a few seconds of looking down at his bloody son he started to run into the forest.
nobody has ever seen king Pellinore since that event some say that he still runs in the forest awaiting his own death.
the end
Penned by my hand on the 25th of Aeguary, in the year 244 AF.
the black knight
Written by: Lorias
Date: Saturday, March 25th, 2000
Addressed to: the Sinistar
there was once a knight which no man could defeat in battle and his name struck terror inthose who heard it, the name was sir pellinore. He was king of the saxons. he was a very chivalrous knight and no man dared try and start a fight with this particular king. King Pellinore did not engage in the many wars his mighty saxons had fought but instead stood near a bridge all day and fought with any knight who wished to cross his bridge. As you may think not many people have crossed that bridge only the few which he had piety over and made them swear aligence to him.
our story begins on a hot summer day and the black knihght is resting on a tree stump near the brige when he hears the hooves of a mighty stallion bagging on the bridges planks. As king Pellinore gets on his two feet and grabs his sword, he yells "you there! For trying to cross my bridge i shall challenge you to a duel and if yu decline my challenge ,well let us just hope you don't."
startled by this the white knight stpped his stallion and got off. "who are you, to challenge me!" yelled the white knithODOD . "i sir am your executionner, the black knight." "i have heard of you , black knight, the so called chivalrous knight, the one who kills for his own pleasure and delight, ewell, i shall put an end to ryour rein of terror!" With these words the two men drew their swords and charged at each other with all their force. they collided with a terrible thunder that seemed to shake the ground and immediatly started hacking away at each other. Pellinore lunged at the white knight so hard it was a miracle his head did not fly off. with that last strikle the white knight had fallen. as the king walked closer to the white knight he stopped at his side and kneeled down. As he took off the white knights helmet he got up ain horror as he stared down at the cold dead face of his only son. After a few seconds of looking down at his bloody son he started to run into the forest.
nobody has ever seen king Pellinore since that event some say that he still runs in the forest awaiting his own death.
the end
Penned by my hand on the 25th of Aeguary, in the year 244 AF.