You are coming closer to the city faster than you thought you would. Like the wind has borne you forward and the dry grass has smoothened your feet. Your loyal Mackie tramples behind you, neighing gently as for saying, ‘easy Theyou, take it with ease’!

And you go easy, step by step, closer and closer until you reach, the outpost of the sleeping streets. Here it is cold, the sun is just a delicate circle, and the air is waiting for something to brake.

You do not know what is awaiting. The only thing you know, is that you have to be here. Somewhere in the city. Somewhere in the castle. You have to be near, when the Kings Daughter needs you. You are the gallant knight, who must give her the key.

You do know, this will not be easy. The long-legged man will hunt you, and hunt you down. What you do not know, is that also the Huntsman is the hunted, and there will be battles that will not end until dawn.

Your heart is pounding and your legs are weak, so you let yourself go down on your knees. But then you see, that there she is! It must be her! A brighter shadow on that faraway street.

Then darkness falls upon the earth.

6 thoughts on “The Gallant Knight

    1. I like it too, and I like writing (and reading) in first tense too. That, one can maintain, but agree with you on writing in second person. Can’t imagine an entire novel. Would really be limiting.
      This character, the You – Theyou – just popped out like that, so I’ll keep him that way.

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