-Empty Hearts-
.o.O.o.
2. Knights Of The Round
Before you had come along, there was always a roaring in my mind. I'm not sure where it stemmed from, but it was there constantly.
Sometimes I was convinced that it was something to do with my father. He was a denizen of the 'dark' side; a black knight in abyssal robes, fighting 'good' with the rot in his soul.
The roaring inside me was a protest, I was sure.
It didn't want me to follow my father's path, to bask in evil and become a tool for the Dark Lord's use. It was like my heart was trying to combat the darkness; the emptiness.
But it was a losing battle, and though I tried so hard to fight the person I had to be, I never succeeded.
It was always me, and my struggling heart, trying too hard to be us, but never knowing where we fitted in. There was no evil, but cowardice, and a wish to be anyone other than myself.
But you could be the one to change all of that.