The knights fight on top of slaves, metal cuts deep into realities
Horses with no heels, jousting their lives away
Endless clashes of power for the opportunity to seize
A silver-bred horse awaits in the gateway
Riders from all parts of the world compete
Dismiss your helmet and armor, for your safety was put in a bet
Bareskin warriors commanded by the castle's elite
The organizers lucrative expands into everyone's debt
A short tale for a short meaning
Joust your money away, for the king's collection gets richer and richer
Nothing to wear, nothing to bet, the silver horse but mere dreaming
On top of donkeys, we ride. Silver-coated carrots thrown by the pitcher
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Memory Fragments
FantasyWARNING: CONTAINS VERY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Sooner or later, we all crumble beneath our fears. It's up to us to recall what makes us human and stand strong against adversity. Memories, shattered and scattered throughout our lives, come to us one by one.
