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Aye, I do wear one and may myself cut!

Yea, and how shalt be thy magic bestired and should I fear me thy knives?

As of this day, one month unto the gates of Shrewsbury Fair beopened unto us all. Will I have the pleasure thee a-faire anon?

I fear me I do know not the physic unto thine ill, lady. Thy cry unto the wilderness hath been heard, but that cure doth lie within thee, methinks, and none other. To thy own self be ye true, and do ye act so, wilt thy plight abate.

There doth come a time when the warrior that dwell’th within thee wilt have her say against all odds.

Happy 4th of July!



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Well I can say this the praise is well deserved. It makes me want to take a drive, now if only I lived closer to some mountains and not have to drive across KS to get there. :-)

But waiting wit doth dull, and thy words, lass, make all merry. Time repays this all in full, should the heart so tarry. :p Pray forgive me for my silince of late, kind mistress. Duties press me so, and I am at the moment far, far away from home. Thy work, as e'er, be impeccable. Master Blackwood hath his praised well placed, i'faith! I have noticed that my writings grow all the darker as of late. Love-lust takes her toll, t`would seem, and lonliness is a bitter bile to swallow. Yet your words do me a world of good. The time comes when out charachters will meet... such a union I look forward to greatly. Be ye well, fair maid.

Godspeed,
Squire Reynald of York

Love your poetry. Never ever stop writing.

Happy Cinco de Mayo !!!