There will come a soldier, who carries a mighty sword
There will come a poet, whose weapon is his word
There will come a ruler, whose brow is laid in thorn
Three brothers, born and raised together, but who live entirely different lives. One is a man who wishes to be known for his skill in combat and how he can liberate an entire kingdom. Another, one who wishes to be known for the way he can disarm an enemy using simply his pen and his tongue. And the last son became the ruler of a fair country, blessed with wealth and riches.
A/N: Just a random idea I had. Could be good for a story, no?
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Year of 365
RandomA mess of short stories, poems, and whatever else I feel like writing. I will be continuing this for one year and in June 2022 I'll end it.
