Garza simply nodded back, removing his hood. “What do you call yourself, stranger?”
After the squire re-gained his ability to speak, he answered the question. “My name’s Gilbert, I-I’m on a quest to find my lord, Sir Marius.” The young squire is still shaking from the fight. “I’m glad that you were near to help.”
"As am I." Garza replied. "Minotaur’s are nothing to mess with without proper training." He decided it best to offer this stranger his help. "These woods are my home. I know of every creature that live’s here, and their strengths and weaknesses. Allow me to guide you, at least to the edge of the forest." He asked for no payment, as he had no need for it. He simply wanted to help.
Send me a ‘hi’ and I will put my playlist on shuffle, write down the first line of five songs and give it to you as a poem.
I don’t wanna be the girl who laughs the loudest
Woke up on the right side of the bed
Release the doves, surrender love
Lately I’ve been hard to reach, I’ve been too long on my own
I’m just a step away, I’m just a breath away, losin’ my faith today
((I have no idea what just happened but this is one hell of a poem Nightshade wrote for Dante xDDD))
((Lol this is perfect. Btw Hero is personally my fav Skillet song. :D))
Zachary dragged the blade across his wrist, his tears flowing as quickly as the blood. Everyone around him was leaving him alone to his thoughts, and it was getting to him. All of the memories of his father, the abuse, the depression, the pain. All of it flooded back into his had at once. He hoped that maybe he could bleed out the pain, and the physical pain would drown out the torment in his head. No one would listen to him. Everyone was too busy in their own lives to even bother trying to help him. He jumped when he heard a knock on his bedroom door.