The old man sits and contemplates his own life for a moment. He thinks back to the good ol' days of wonder and yonder. Droopy eyes once strong with vengeance and pride, a retired crusader contemplates his life. His friend dead long ago, he remembers the horse ride past the windmills in those mountains as angry as dogs, and wonders how he ever got past all of those treacherous cliffs and dives they nearly killed themselves on. A retired crusader, and aged man and a lonely soul, contemplates the life he had before his final breath.
The old man sits and contemplates his own life for a moment. He thinks back to the good ol' days of wonder and yonder. Droopy eyes once strong with vengeance and pride, a retired crusader contemplates his life. His friend dead long ago, he remembers the horse ride past the windmills in those mountains as angry as dogs, and wonders how he ever got past all of those treacherous cliffs and dives they nearly killed themselves on. A retired crusader, and aged man and a lonely soul, contemplates the life he had before his final breath.