AN: Just a little imaginative piece about Robin and Marian xxx
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The stillness of the wood was much to bear as Robin Hood walked 'cross the forest floor. N Occupied his mnd that he would dare to question and rebel what came before. He made a choice.
Strange voices coursed throughout his raging mind to say him yes, or 'haps to tell him no. They drove him mad 'till he felt he was blind, but hark! all was imbibed with a new glow. The forets breathed afresh.
He stopped, and thought, and stood and thunk a while, as shinng chestnut curls flashed thourh his head and now most strange, he cracked into a smile. Set off to see his sweetheart n her bed. A naughty boy.
The lover sped off dow the Great North Road, to meet his soulmate at the Knighton Hall. A sight to see was this man Robin Hood, a man atop a steed so swift and tall. She wasn't in.\
So ends the story of the man Robin Hood, who galloped his horse down the Great North Road, in pursuit of the maiden whose long dress flowed qas she waent to see Gsiborne, just don't the road.
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AN: Hoope you liked t! I was experimenting with a new wirting style.
