I remember a handsome young man, in a loose shirt, white and wide of collar. He had a green vest that was the color of his eyes. He stabbed me in the stomach with a foam covered sword, from quarters unrecognized. As I said “ow” all combat stopped, concerned that I had actually been hurt. Combat resumed and we were once again bitter enemies. Did I know then that the man I looked at would be the one that I would be with? No…
I remember thinking this young man, fair of face had a most wondrous hat. He stopped and admired the pendant I wore, asking if it were magic. And little did anyone, including me realize that it indeed was. But there was little else of value on my body, and he passed me over with little notice. Did know then that the man I looked at would be the one that I would be with? No…
I remember laying in the grass, looking up at the blue sky, wondering when I’d be allowed to return to my feet. The man and his companions travelled onward and with ‘nary another thought about me until they met me in the final combat. Wild and furious, I died a second time at his hand. Did I know then that the man I looked at would be the man I would be with? No…
I remember talking to this clean shaven youth. Though he was not much younger than I, his face held a gentle innocence. He was handsome to look at, but he was like many people I knew in an offhanded way. So ordinary, the meeting may well have entirely escaped my notice. Did I know then that the man I looked at would be the one that I would be with? No…
I remember being asked to Loremaster Ruhoff’s Orb and me needing a knight for my team, I asked: ‘who’ and I got a recommendation. This recommendation I recognized as the man with the hat. Little did I know he would become a friend for life. Did I know then that the man I looked at would be the one that I would be with? No…
I remember the times in practice, he protected me and stayed those who wished to do me harm from my side, buying me time to weave my deadly art. He moved with a picturesque grace, fluid in his movements. We practiced and worked together as a team, built a relationship of mutual respect and admiration. Did I know then that the man I looked at would be the one that I would be with? No…
I remember watching this man, amonthor two later in the forest Angeles Crest.His new silver armor glinted brightly in the sunlight. His white tabard,flowing in the breeze making him look like a legend brought to life. Did I know then that the man I looked at would be the one that I would be with? No…
I remember laughing at Jerry the fairy and his gambles and pranks, as if he were a court jester before the company of a king. And in a flurry of pink, he flitted his way over to my noble knight. He sighed as wistfully as any girl: “My knight in shining armor!” Did I know then that the man I looked at would be the one that I would be with? No…
I remember taking that moment – hearing the words echo in my soul. I took a long look at the man I saw before me, and knew the truth of those words. Did I know then that the man I looked at would be the one that I would be with? No…
But I thought that he might be…
I found this today and scanned the images in, lest they be lost and words above are transcribed from the written pages. I also thought this would be a great little Throwback Thursday piece. I hope you enjoyed it.