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my knight, to late

I'm a princess sitting in her tower, awaiting her knight in shinging armour to rescue me. I see him coming over the hill on his valent stead of pure white. "He is coming to rescue me!" I scream in my head. As he rides up to my tower I release my hair to flow down the towers sides. As I await the feel of his slight tugging as he climbs up I smell smoke. That's when I relise he has lite my hair on fire!! As my hair burns so does the tower, the flames devoring the walls like a greedy child with chocolate. "My knight, why have you done this to me!" I exclaimed out in dispear. Then he lifts off his helmet I relise it was never my knight in shining armour, just the wicked witch of depair. I sit in my tower with no hope of surviving, I await my death all the time wishingthe flames would either hurry up and devour me or disappear all together. Wishing for the smoke to speed up the process of sufficating my lungs or once again be normal air. Either way I want all this pain and suffering to go away.As the flames and smoke start to finish me off I look out my window for one last time I see him. My real knight in shinging armour rushing to my aid, but I know its already to late. As I take my final breath I look at him with sad eyes and quietly say good-bye, the darkness closing over my delicate life. I slip away I think of how close he was yet close never really is enough is it? At least not this time.