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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Feb 29, 2008 18:47:28 GMT -5
'The apple on the head, I've ehard that before.' I thought. I took great aim to hit the apple, I could never do it.
"Santo-kun, can you do that? Can you hit an apple on the top of someone's head?" I asked.
"I'm trying to keep as quiet as possible, but I can't help myself!"
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 29, 2008 19:23:38 GMT -5
He smiled and looked at her and said "ive practiced but it has been a long while since ive shoot a bow but I use to but the prince had learned a lesson from this that life is to precious to risk but this last gate was the hardest it killed many warriors because of what protected it it was guarded by one man but the man was known far and wide as the destroyer of men no one had ever passed him so the final gate was rusted from lack of use to beat him would be proff he was worth of the princes"
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Feb 29, 2008 19:26:39 GMT -5
This got me excited and I sat up on my knees, listening intently. Oh wow, a gate of death, something to keep me excited.
'Destroyer of men? I wonder why?' I thought, leaning over, but still on me knees. I couldn't wait, was the prince going to make it by? Or would he die like the countless ones before him? Oh the suspense!
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 29, 2008 19:34:08 GMT -5
He smiled and countinued the tale and said "this man had a special gift he had the gift to control men and there hearts but according to what is latter told the only one who could beat him would be a man with a pure heart which none have had he had never seen the princess so he didnt care for her beauty but she was more beautiful then all those of the world all those who had been vanquished sought her for her beauty and as he approached the man he saw the man stood 6 feet 9 inches tall he had a great sword with a double edge blade and a sheild with the inscription said to be the words of death he was said to have been the descendant of the lord of death and a mortal woman he was the protector of the princess"
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Feb 29, 2008 19:36:22 GMT -5
I felt myself draw back at this statement. The lord of death, one who would kill anyone at anytime. But this princess, she must be very beautiful, to be so highly protecter and this man, wa she ever tall.
"I feel tiny now." I said, sitting back and shrinking down low. I was only about 5'0" 5'1" not very tall.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 29, 2008 19:44:59 GMT -5
He chuckled and said "yes he was tall and just as strong it was said he could destroy mountains with his fist he could take a life with a touch of his hand and the prince was a mere 5 7 he wasnt nearly as strong but the prince approached and said 'I have come to fight for the princess hand in marrige'he was nervouse but drew his sword and stood"
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Feb 29, 2008 19:47:29 GMT -5
The prince standing, prepared for battle reminded me of my own determination, I remembered very well the events of earlier that day. I had fought as hard as I could, but failed in winning.
"Santo-kun, before you go on, could you tell me, our battle, is that the first draw you have ever had?" I asked curiously. It was random.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 29, 2008 19:56:46 GMT -5
he chuckled and said "I have had only three draws in my entire life a man of 20 from a foreign village breed to kill and he left because he was bored with my style of fighting my father whom I tied with in a spar at the age of three and then you those are all I have ever had a draw with but you are the only one to have a draw and still keep in contact and want to go again"he smiled and sat there
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Feb 29, 2008 20:09:26 GMT -5
I nodded.
"I can't wait to go again." I said happily.
"Ok, now you must continue, I want to hear the rest of this story, it's very long." I said.
"I want to know if this prince get's his princess or not, oh the suspense!" I exclaimed, moving over closer so I sat directly infront of him.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 29, 2008 20:15:23 GMT -5
He smiled and countinued the story"the man looked down at the prince and said 'what makes you think that you will deffeat me?' the warrior wore a black mask over his face so no one knew him what he really was or what he looked like but the prince said 'I fight for love' and he began to stirke and the warrior humor went away and as he struck his sword on the ground it left a deep crack"
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Mar 1, 2008 16:13:17 GMT -5
My imagination was wild now. A black mask, a big man, and a sword that left cracks in the ground. I sat up against, my eyes big and sparkling. What would happen? Would he get by?
"Oh keep going!" I exclaimed, sitting back obediently like a child. I was so excited, the suspense, the sitting on the edge of your seat feeling!
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Mar 1, 2008 16:23:26 GMT -5
He sat there and took a breath and then began "as the prince saw the crator he grew afraid the crator was great but he took his breath and took the bow he aimed it for the mask and shoot but when he fired it hit the mask of the warrior he had a long face with long gray hair with eyes as red as fire he had a long beard and his face was as pale as the moon he let out a smile and said'you shall be the first and last mortal to see my face for you will die here'he drew the blade and struck him again but this time the prince block and his sword cut a bight of the warriors blade off"
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Mar 1, 2008 16:26:43 GMT -5
I stared in awe. It was like the battle was almost taking place before my eyes. The sword, the crater, the piercing red eyes of the giant warrior. It was unlike any fairytale I had heard before. it was amazing, but this part was the only amazing part. I knew what I was going to do as soon as I arrived back home.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Mar 1, 2008 16:31:55 GMT -5
"He saw the blade cut and the warrior looked in shock he smiled and and the prince shrunk back in fear he drew the bow and shoot the bow at the warriors chest it bounced off like it hadnt even touched him he shoot another and another but to the same effect he drew his blade and tried to cut the mas skin but the warioor put his hand infront of the blade and caught it his skin didnt even break his hand took the sword and threw it across the arena and took the prince by his collar the prince was in fear"he stoped
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Mar 1, 2008 16:35:08 GMT -5
The whole battle was taking place in the middle of my imagination. Everything.
"Oh please keep going! I want to hear the rest! Does he get by!?" I exclaimed, almost bouncing up and down. Sure I was to old for this, but, no one was watching us.
"Oh!! Oh! OH!" I exclaimed loudly, my eyes bright and sparkly. It was just like being a little girl again.
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