he lives in the snowy mountains, often coming down to the lush green valley for a breath

his cottage a shame to my grand palace, his freedom a mockery of my obligations

as i get chained to a bondage of marriage to a woman i can never love,

i pray he comes and rescues me, riding his horse and followed by his trail of beasts

and before the princess can kiss my lips, sealing me in a vow of slavery

i watch the shadows engulf the temple, the cacophony of wilderness crushing the solemn silence

he declares war on the purple blood, snatching away my callous hand from the gloved ones

mounting on the horse, we gallop away to the far lands where no harm can reach us.

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Internet is weak so banner won't load, and here we have some electricity problem in my community (fire, transformer burst, lots of chaos) so yeah, i am here sweating a pool and writing a poem about mountains 😓