Daffodils

On behalf of Dainsleif It was dark, very dark. I hardly can recall that happened; I remember just the scarlet sky and how our kingdom was destroying before my eyes. I could hear crying of people who yelled for helping. But no one couldn't help them; I barely understood that was happening myself. All my life ran before me. And then I recognized: it was the end... the end of our history, our civilization and our world. And if our king hadn't decided to take over the world, this everything would never have happened. I used to think : what about else people could dream, when they had already had the whole empire before them. I failed. I made a big mistake. They can dream about more. I was still watching for happening; I recalled my brother; I was still watching for happening; l recalled my friends; I was still watching for happening. And for the first time in my life I wanted to run in my best, run so hard so l could turned out in another word, where I wouldn't see this all. But I didn't run, I couldn't. tried to pull myself together and helped someone at least, while I could. I decided to go to the others so we would find a conclusion. I felt cold. Everything was in the fire.