Riding On With a Beating Heart

Sometimes a normal life can become epic, But this thing called fate has a bag full of tricks. Every day in my village, out of the window, I saw the face of a graceful belle who had the sun’s glow. I wanted to confess my love for her but the time wasn’t right; A mysterious man from the faraway castle kidnapped her one night. She needed help I thought; she left without a goodbye. I knew I needed to do something not just lament & cry. So the cat inside me turned into a lion, And I rode off on my steed with arms of iron. I travelled for long, cold nights, ten, In the Valley of Ice where everything was frozen. The only thing keeping me alive was my love, As I faced creatures like that dragon from above. The scaly beast wanted to eat me; it roared loudly bringing my ears pain. But the sound created an avalanche and the next moment, it got slain. I kept on walking, covered in white from head to toe. Little did I know that I was yet to face the wicked dwarves of the snow? But on seeing me half frozen, half wounded, they got scared and ran. The puny blokes might have thought that I am an abominable snowman! So after surviving these hours of tiredness & frustration, I finally saw the gates of that majestic castle; I had reached my destination. The doors to the fort were surprisingly not closed. And the deadly crocodiles in the pool had lazily dozed. I got inside and saw a hairy, cruel looking beast. Looked like he could eat a hundred men for a feast. I felt like killing him but his sight had turned my skin white & pale. Then I saw that he was being hugged by a belle, it was the same female. I got shocked but she told me the beast was actually kind. And so she began to love her abductor; I realized that love was blind! The brute turned out to be a good fellow with a heart of gold. Needed he someone to give him company in this lonely blanket of cold. Then I bid the couple adieu with a heavy heart. And I rode on to a new place for a new start. I had cheated death but failed to win the girl who I thought was mine. Still, I’m not distressed anymore, at least she’s smiling & fine.