K. NIGHT

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The knight rides his steeds and  tauck underneath his arm was his bible not a sword,I came to bury you, the knight called as his horse stood at the foot of the castle bridge the night was late and the guards must been either changing or asleep the knight spoke I came to bury you and with that last word a shot was rang,the knight and horse fell but the bible took the bullet as the knight with his horse road back into the forest for this was just a start and what the knight needed was a beginning,this was a feeble start

 

 

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