The yellow earth under his feet feels
familiar to him as he walks he looks off in to the
distance across the flat plains of his home, it is a yellow
and dry landscape, barren of life, there is a glint
that flashes across the miles to his eye, it is the glint of his
fathers castle, to far from the young Prince to see the castle,
its windows glisten in the mid day sun and catch his sight......
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