Forever In a Day
Pounding Hooves
A lonely figure on a white steed. Racing onward towards a certain goal.
Hurry
His time was almost up. One hundred years, he was almost there. Sleeping peacefully she waited, unaware of his coming.
Faster
Would she still be there? A thousand thoughts scurry through a fevered mind as it moves to a ruined castle.
You'll be late
A voice whispers to a frightened prince, frightened that he was late, that she would be gone.
You're too late
The drawbridge lowers, as if expecting him. He hesitates only for a moment before rushing in.
She's gone
At the top of the stairs he runs to a room. In burgundy and gold it's empty save for a shadowy figure in white.
I'm sorry
The figure turns slowly. A sorrowful face gazes at him.
I tried to stay
She says nothing, just stares. As if asking a question she lower eyes, once so full of life, now dead.
Will you forgive me?
Forever in a day. It is over. The princess is lost, never to be found.
