A Big Thank You

Well I am so honoured and excited to tell you you all that I have been nominated in the Best Lifestyle Blog Category.

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Thursday photo prompt: Honour #writephoto

This is my entry for Sue Vincent of The Daily Echo’s Thursday Photo Prompt. #writephoto

Honour and love beyond the grave

Though the years

Have passed I still owe

A great debt

To you dear

Knight, upholding my honour

I leave you this rose.

The Bloody Tower.

 

Pouring out of Poppies

Pouring out of Poppies

On realizing my eyes opened wide

Each poppy was a soldier that had died.

I was so  shocked to see

The pouring out of red running into a sea.

 

On Monday  we went to London Town

To see the poppies swirling  the Tower round  and round.

I was shocked  through to the core.

To witness  the  number of  those who were no more.

 

poppies galore

poppies galore

Rows and rows  growing into a river

Tumbling  from the window pouring on forever.

Each one was a mother’s son, a ¬†husband or a brother

Such sacrifice displayed for all to see , cousin, uncle even lover.

 

I humbly prayed for God  bless them all

Each soul represented  by a red poppy growing tall.

Such a sacrifice for  what gain

“They” ¬†said ¬†a war like that ¬†would not come again.

 

Sadly ¬†now we know the great “They” lied.

For  along came world war 2  and more people died.

War goes on and never stops, no matter how we try

It will always raise it’s ugly ¬†head and more men and women will die.

 

Sword of Runes , The End?

“Go” said Susan, “go to your man , Leona my dear be with him it is all in the plan.”

From who knows  where Leona  found  a strength to run down to the forest to set free her man.

Holding her breath, she was afraid.

She ran to the wood  and the safe haven she had  made.

 

She removed  the spell and bent to kiss Byron to wake him from his sleep.

The  horses  stirred and  slowly  rose, as Byron woke she hugged him and wispered I am yours  to keep.

Where is the Evil Knight of Doom asked Byron his eyes bright with fear.

He is gone  back down to hell from whence  he came . But you  and I are here!

 

Byron takes Leona’s hands ¬†and kisses ¬†them thrice.

“Will you marry ¬†me Leona ” He asks, the Faery ¬†Queen smiles and says ¬†yes that will be nice!

So off to tell Susan the news  the happy couple both run.

Back to the Tor of Glastenbury  where they find Susan embracng her Son.

 

Andrew  the bold  now tired and bloodied  is elated at the news

His  mother Susan  the wise  is delighted at the prospect of the wedding too!

Now Andrew  has still a lot  to learn  but  he has a willing mind

With  the guidence of his mother and his sister the Feary Queen, he lives to fight another day.

He will need all the help he can get and he will need to learn well as Evil is as Evil  does  and it never goes away!

 

 

Sword of Runes Chapter 16

And  still evil sort  not to fall and again the body reformed

Something  brought the Evil Knight of Doom back together at  the dawn.

Not to fight, not to win  but to be summons back down to hell

Back to the arms of his master, Satan  who had him kept within satanic spell.

 

So  the cracks appeared in the ground and all the demons where dragged

Back into the bowels of the earth they all were devoured not one lagged

Back . As Leona opened her eyes she blessed the the sun up in the blue skies

She reached up and with a smile dried the tears that ran from Susan’s eyes.

 

They  both rose to greet the day , cast their  eyes to Andrew standing on  the Tor

They approached the boy who was now a man, they blessed the life  they knew before.

The days when the Faery Queen and Susan the Wise  taught Andrew the Bold  the worth of earth and skies.

Back to the days  was all was colour beauty truth  and magic joy and butterflies.

 

 

Sword of Runes Chapter 14

Were they in time the wolves  and Susan

Could it be done, could evil  be vanquish  by  mortal man.

Susan sent  the wolves in to Andrews aid

The Evil Knight of Doom roared ” no way have you paid!”

 

Andrew  at last  had found his pace  and he hacked into the Evil  knights  body

Everytime  he was cut he fought back  but at last he was waining , sodden and bloody.

The wolves were merciless, they tore him limb from limb

They tore his chain mail shirt and his armour from him.

 

His roars of anger now had changed to screams of pain  and agony of the undead.

He could not die , even though Andrew hacked his bones  and the wolves on his guts fed!

He would not lay down he would  not die the battle between man, wolves  and evil seemed without end.

The skies were lit  by lightening and thrown asunder by thunder, a smell of hell fire and sulpher as evil blend!

 

While this unholy battle raged Susan ran to Leona’s side

She cradled the Faery Queens crumpled and blooded body and she cried.

In the name of all that  is good  must I loose everything

How  much more horror to my life can you bring.

 

Susan’s tears fell like rain they flowed from her heart they burned ¬†her face

Onto Leona, burning  like acid, as they dried the wounds closed , by grace

By luck , by all that  is good ..who knows . Leona slowly opened here eyes

She lifted  her hand  and the light from the ring of life shot  forth with magic sparks flies.

 

Sword of Runes Chapter 13

So quietly the seconds passed, Leona fought to open her eyes.

She lay crumpled in a heap upon the damp grass. Silence except for her sighs.

Andrew stood with mouth agape horrified at what he saw.

The Evil Knight of Doom had attacked his Faery Queen and left her at hell’s door.

On a sudden Andrew rushed forward and smite the Evil Knight a blow.

This maddened the Evil Knight and his demon hoards below.

Too late, too late you turn young man too late you find your fire.

Forget her now, your Faery Queen. My minions will build for her a funeral pyer.

Andrew’s rage was now full thrust and his eyes were bright with tears.

He lunged and ¬† his sword found it’s mark. He felt lead by the knowledge of years.

The demon hoards  now  rose up as of one desire

To save ¬†their Demon Lord and to snuff out ¬†for good young Andrew’s fire!

The scene was one of horror

Would Andrew and Leona ever see a tomorrow.

The demon hoards advanced and the Evil Knight of Doom

Wiping  the blood from his chest,smiled as he raised his sword under the moon.

Fearing all was lost Bold Andrew  swore to die with honor

He wanted his  mother to be proud, not to bring shame upon her.

The noise  was thunderous, and the ground shook, the sky above the Tor was black

 Andrew  thought Leona was  dead and he was soon to follow on that track!

Just then Susan arrived on the Tor with the  glorious wolves at her back!

Sword of Runes Chapter 12

I will not let ¬†you have him, I would rather die!” Screamed Leona ¬†the Faery Queen

Her  eyes flashed, she was mad  and she  swore  with venom no one had never seen.

You ¬†shall not claim him, he is mine. ¬†Evil laughed, “Be gone ¬†you Faery of ¬†the woodland

I the Evil knight of doom will slay young Andrew  soon, go you puffed up sprite  before I show my hand.

 

Leona let forth a scream and raised her left hand  high,

A bolt  of blinding  light shot  out into the sky.

The light , from the ring of  life, burned brighter  than the sun

I shall kill you myself you  evil knight  you shall not have Lady Susan son!

 

The Evil  Knight of Doom  covered his eyes and face ,he lifted up  his shield

The light was  burning his  skin, his anger was mounting . Yield Screamed Leona  yeild.

Evil turned to the  shadows  where Bold Andrew stood  his sword above his head

Fight  me now you human coward , fight  for your soul. It  shall be mine when you are dead!

 

“No he ¬†will never ¬†be yours, ” Leona cried and forced bolts of lightening toward the Knight of Doom

“Help me Susan help me” she muttered “you must awake ¬†and help me, awake Susan rise from your swoon.”

“Andrew fight , fight , fight ¬†this evil ¬†with all your might !” With that ¬†Leona sent ¬†a spell to clear Andrews eyes

And help his arms have the force to wield the sword of runes! “Fight ¬†him Andrew nought will end unless he dies! ”

Andrew let out a mighty  sigh  and brought his sword  down upon The Evil Knight

“Is ¬†that ¬†your best” the Evil Knight laughed “come on, at least make this a fight!”

With that  he turned and lunged at the Faery Queen, his poisoned sword found its mark.

Leona ¬†fell to the ground, she hardly made ¬†a sound. All was silent all was black…………… Hark

 

A pounding of  paws , shilouettes on the horizon. Yes at last the wolves are coming!

Who was was that with the wolves riding a stalion black Lady Susan ,with the wolves a coming!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sword of Runes Chapter 11

As Sir Byron ¬†kissed ¬†Leona’s lips ¬†so red.

He slipped the ring of life on her finger, their agreement to wed.

“Oh! cried out the Faery Queen ” Had I forgot ¬†my ring

I could not use my ¬†magic, for I am not not whole without this ¬†thing”

 

Restored she rose up and grew in stature and from the ring came light

“Thank ¬†you Bryon, ¬†my ¬†love . I summon ¬†all that ¬†is good and right

To  come now and assist me. To save  not olny Andrew Bold  but the whole universe.

I must keep you safe now my love, while I ¬†put back good and all evil things ¬†reverse.”

 

Sir Byron tried to argue  but Leona  was too quick for him to move

She made a safe ring in which  to keep her  love, a spell no evil could remove.

Quietening ¬†Byron’s protestations she put him to sleep.

Leona Faery Queen was ready or battle now,  knowing  Bryon was safe in her keep.

Out on the Tor Bold Andrew was fighting  for his life

This was his fate, the reason he had  been born to rid all strife.

Blinded  by blood from a grievious wound, Andrew trusted to his Sword of Runes

His thrusts  and lunges  found their mark  but made no impact The Evil Dark Knight saw victory was to be his soon.

 

Leona could not believe her eyes. The child that  she had help to raise, lovingly  taught

Was attacking evil  with all his might . The sword that he had forge for good,seemingly counting for nought.

Of ¬†a sudden The Evil Knight of Doom ¬†turned away ¬†from Andrew , his eyes locked fast with Leona’s

“No” said the Evil Knight “you shall not rob ¬†me of what ¬†is mine.” Leona called across the ¬†miles for Susan’s ¬†help ¬†but Lady ¬†Susan was in a coma.

 

 

Sword of Runes Chapter 10

From who knows  where suddenly Andrew found some hidden strength

A fire inside his heart flaired leaping from the trench in which  he had been held at length!

With a roar  and flourish he was out and running down hill towards his nemasis

“Come ¬†boy come. I am here , my demons will not touch ¬†you” shouted Evil with a hissssss!

 

Of a sudden they were face to face, the evil knight of doom looking into Andrews eyes of grace!

Waving aloft his sword, the one he had forged from an ingot .He saw such horror in in opponants Face.

Again fear in Bold Andrew’s ¬†stomache began to bite

For what he saw in the dark knight’s eyesgave him such a fright.

 

Further down the hill away from the Tor , Leona Faery Queen froze at  what she felt  and saw!

Fastened to the spot  where she for an hour  now had stood, truly she was scared as never before!

A touch unpon her shoulder and though she jumps she feels a warmth she feared she would not feel  the like again.

Not believing her eyes, she throws herself into The Lord Bryon’s chest and cries,her sobs show her grief and pain.

 

Leona’s heart took a leap ¬†she thanked ¬†the lord above

For sending her, Byron the gentle knight her love.

Ready  to serve his lady and Bold Andrew in their plight

To assist her charge and for both her and  Bold Andrew fight!

 

So love had come to the aid

Of Bold Andrew  and the faery maid.

A kiss he laid upon Leona’s lips

Gently lifting her from the mud his arm around ¬†her hips………..

 

Hush my dear  have no fear  the wolves are coming to help us.

 

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