The Archer's Legacy-Part One Sunlight flittered through the canopy of leaves above. The smell of flowers and ripened fruit rode the small breeze like horsemen, ruffling the grass. Birds chirped as if celebrating the warm, spring day. An arrow whistled, cutting through the air as if it were nothing.
It stuck cleanly at the center of an assortment of red and white circles. Lucinda, a maiden of seventeen with night black hair and dark chocolate eyes notched another arrow into the taught string of her bow. The black and red arrow shot past fifty yards of trees and shrubbery to pierce the back of the previous arrow, splitting it in half.
Lucinda allowed her arms to fall. "What a waste," she murmured. "I'll have to make more, I suppose."
The girl crossed the expanse of forest quickly, long hair trailing behind her. Thin, graceful f
6th AnniversaryCyril U. Winter,
I met you today 7 years ago and it was love at first sight; married you on the same day 6 years ago and have never once regretted it because I'm still just as in love. If anything, I love you now more than I ever have before and that is a source of great comfort in my life.
You keep me stable and grounded and are my shelter in the worst of times. I need you in my life but more than that, I WANT you in my life because you make everything complete. You really are the sun and the moon in my sky, cliches be damned.
Thank you for tolerating my crazy, curing my sad and always being there when I need you the most. I look forward to growing old with you and having a million cat children and an unpredictable life full of adventure.
So, bravely into the future we go skipping and holding hands all the way.
Happy 6th anniversary.
Your adoring wife