He had laid his wide yet weary eyes upon her in the great halls
Her hair shinning in the light, eye dark and shimmering eyes
And a smile that could stop a legion of chariots, made his come to a sudden halt
Ah yes, she was beautiful, extremely
But at the time his heart was in someone else’s possession
A girl from the land of plenty, and to him she was everything, to her he was just an ornament
Selfish, tyrannical and controlling
He put everything forward, she pushed it along with him away
in a drunken lustful stupor she cast aside two years of life and love that they had shared
Angry, saddened, hurt the boy limped into the nearest cave to mend his wounds
There he found another girl, this time two year younger than he
She was bright, confident, and kind to him
He hadn't forgotten the girl he once loved, he wasn't ready to leave forever
Forsaking, the memories and the ties that held them together when she has altogether retired
He tried to focus on the young girl for she, like him put everything she could forward, as did he, for her knew it would be most dishonorable not to try
But his pain and anguish limited what he could bring forth
He tried and tried until his heart stopped sobbing and healing began
Many months passed, he and the girl grew close, she was good to him and him to her
But to him it felt forced, he felt he needed to be with her for the kindness and understanding she put upon him
He was grateful and truly did care about her
But it did not feel right, it would be wrong to stay with her without an honest burning passion for her
So he left, as politely and nicely as he could
Leaving no mess or unanswered questions
No guilt or remorse
He then recalled the girl he had seen in the great hall
The girl he had often thought of in his journeys
From the mountains of the bear to the gates of Clifton
That girl was still in his mind, flashing thought of her from time to time
In that time he began talking to her to see what would happen, he did not know what would come of this
In the back of his mind he knew what burden he bared
The burden of lust, to flirt with various women and men
Diving into passionless ravenous sessions of *** and lies
Always leaving physically satisfied but mentally petrified
Scared of what will happen next, another kiss, another meaningless gathering of two lost souls
He liked it, flocks of women, packs of men all for his taking, life of wine
Oh the finest **** to smoke, the finest ales on tap, bottles on deck, all for him
Freedom, gluttony, self destruction, he did all because he could
He belonged to no one, none but his vices
Why did he lust?
For his life up to that point he was undesirable, strange, sloppy, singled out
Never wanted by anyone, always alone always walking the roads wishing someone, anyone to be at his side, then the girl from the land of plenty took him and showed him her ways
He became like her, subconsciously, selfish, uncaring, unfeeling
He believed in love when he was with her, but at the same time gave into his temptations
And hurt, lied and cheated
And he did it to her and the young girl
Even after promising not to
The burden of no self control, the burden of temptation, the burden of guilt free lies
No more, it was time for the boy to be a man
He was reaching his 20th year, it was time
The girl from the great hall and he began to weave a tapestry of truth and love