322. Just Like My Hope Of A Happy Ending Poem by Jaden Knight

The castle's turrets have been destroyed by dragon fire
the roof of the keep is still aflame
the outer walls are barely standing
and the gates are a pile of cinders

All the knights' remains piled high
the town's folk lie dead or dying
the river and moat have almost disappeared
only mere trickles remain

No bird song can be heard
in the ruined trees and stumps
or a creature stirs in the long grass
they have been reduced to smouldering lumps
or small piles of ash

So much for a fairytale life
it has all been proved to be false
dreams have been shattered into fragments
just like my hope of a happy ending