A TALE OF DEEP

A long time ago, in a dark lone wood,
I was running with a man, our faces covered in hood,

My best friend was he,
Inseperable time had made we,

Our fates 'twined long before,
But after today, we would see each other no more,

For mydestiny had been decided before me,
I was not to walk free,

We set to work, he and me,
Dug up the earth why, you will see,

Lo, behold our duty we placed beneath an oaken tree,
Therefrom, we walked away, but as fate would be,

Ten paces forth, i turned and flung my knife
In its motion i traced it as it thudded against his life,

Down he was felled motionless, dead,
His lifeless body fixed me as it bled,

In that instant i knew his lifeless frame,
Would never let me be the same,

I turned into that forest, no one saw me flee,
As I ran from the marked oaken tree....