Mark's Pages
August 25, 2003:
On horseback he'll ride down a friend, long black lance poised. You were friendly before this. With blood gone cold you string your bow. On his return, we'll all see how far your arrows fly.
On horseback he'll ride down a friend, long black lance poised. You were friendly before this. With blood gone cold you string your bow. On his return, we'll all see how far your arrows fly.