Where have the 1300s gone?
The days where we
farmed the fiefs. The nobles with
their vibrant cloaks, embroidered by delicate
hands. Where are the days when we
sat around the hearth, joking merrily?
What about the years when we were
sent to the crusades? What happened to
chasing the chickens at twilight? We
would stumble through streams, calling
vainly for the cow, who was really
asleep in the pasture. Alas, gone are