Mom heard my heart pour out and listened with timeless patience.
This month was horrible. Wife, kids, job, and life in turmoil.
Your granddaughter picked up a wild bunny in the back yard. Today is the last day she's five.
If you could only meet her. Smiles for miles. Then tears.
I left flowers at her headstone.
Humiliation. Unhorsed, unarmed, and defeated.
The crowd cheered for him. Count Drakos of Bastardia.
He came to end me, but I threw sand in his eyes.
Booing ensured... but I didn't care. I wanted to win.
His sword up, but I stepped into it. Took it! I sliced him dead.
Renaissance Faire champion!