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A Nook and a Storybook
Since early childhood storybooks of armored knights riding beautiful horses held my fascination, had I lived in that era of adventurous delights I would have joined them to get the same admiration. It's the unknown the story of a knight who met a peasant girl of ardent creed in some unpleasant times of war and fright; it's such a great story for us to read. Alex de Roux was the Norman commander: handsome and strong; his curly long hair was red, his eyes were of soft blue, and his skin was fair he was sent to Abella to conquer its land. And riding on his white horse one afternoon he spotted a beautiful girl picking apples, she had the features that made a soldier swoon: big green eyes, long black hair and supple red lips. Alex said something in Frankish expecting a response, Silva looked at him and bowed if he were a seraphim, " No, I am a very humble knight, not a king, please rise! " She did not quite understand the language, but obeyed him. He pointed out to the stately castle on the distant hill, " Look, that's my second home, I have built a sturdy fortress." some profound words he spoke expressing his benevolent will, " I like to marry you soon and have ten children or less." Silva tried to catch the meaning of every sentence, and Alex replied by stretching out his two wide palms, counting each single finger with extreme confidence... then approaching her, he got lost in those pretty eyes. Written on 4/23/2016
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