After the dragon has been slain and the princess rescued from the trenches of doom, the knights hasten to quench their thirst. Over goblets of candied drinks, they spin tales of past battles, gypsies and mischief mongered. The tyrant’s rule shall unleash by summer’s end but their spirits remain buoyant as they scheme victorious. When the sun becomes unbearable and their stomachs rumble for wholesome fare, they return home. They discard their armor, feast and pay homage to their queen. At her feet, their dreams turn vulnerable and guileless as she whispers a lullaby – you are loved, you are safe.
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