Lack of Daze of Whimsical: Part 10-Spirit Horse

To: Jessica Biel

Part 10-Spirit Horse

A stable boy squire, apprentice to the Black Knight, put up quite a fight to get to be the legend's apprentice. The Knight's mare rode through rips and tears hardening cantor to get to the castle's inner gates. As the Irish princess looked on, dreaming and fawning from the bastion outpost's lookout. Dwelling in Scotland is like swimming through a moat brimsy in gloomy detail. Euphoric with the notion, a teeming emotion that one will rise to the surface of the dark greenish depths. Then the precipitation's will subside, the more you glide to a breath of fresh air and a heavenly sunshine.
Hassled by his master, the lord of disaster, the squire hustled to rapidity's undress of the mare he always tended to. He felt a link, all praise to the blink, to an animal mentally domineered. He could envision it, ensuing a petition to it, but adhering to command and then galloping courageously into battle. No guts, no allegory simultaneous with her story, as she was garbed in an armour cloaking her true visage. Arrows and spears garbed with poison, garbled toys in a hero's destiny envisioned. Adornments of war, for that is what death had in store for anyone within striking distance.
The Black Knight was really the princess' older sister, a Valkyrie twister, and a woman wisened in the ways of the warrior. She worshipped the old goddess Athena, starting when she was a teen of admiring between the tendency to watch the joust. She was the god of both the harvest and the illustrious wisdom, put plainly in a diestrum of red blackened blues. Not many knew her secret as she took on the mantled man's stance and a configurement of elegance. The bond she shared with her black stallion, a one woman battalion, held much psychic rapport. Since she had raised the horse since infancy, seeking contingency in the sense that the horse could turn on a dime, sense what was behind and shared the same mind as it's mistress. Dodging both slings and arrows, tarot's a card to the Black Knight, scion of death incarnate, as she rides into battle on her nightmarish Spirit Horse...