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The Flower of Youth stood as one.

The Flower of Youth 


The great ancient oracles spoke of grand battles by mere men, mere mortals as their Gods watched on.
This is but one short tale.



The people sat in their cottages and spoke in whispers not to offend their King.  Not knowing when the Kings guards would come for their young men. The Flower of Youth to don armor and protect the King and his lands.  For war had lasted many many years now. 
The drums and trumpets on the first day of Spring summon all to the King's castle.  Time to stand shoulder to shoulder and finish this unholy war.  The Flower of Youth stood as one.
Each wearing a white rose given by their Kings own Queen.  Within a fortnight the land would be littered with white roses as they turned to red.

 

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