The Crystal Knight

        The knight was covered in shining armor, glowing subtlety. The shoulder plates jutted out with Icicles of various length. his knuckles also did the same, giving many shards on the back of the blue gloves. He had no helmet and his eye shone with a breathlessly bright blue. Hair long and blonde, was tied back but widened as it draped along his back.

         This knight was surrounded by clouds, even what he was walking on. There were only a few spot in which light shone through the clouds. With a knowing look, he walked forward, Ice Armour shimmering in this light. Walking through the nearest patch of clouds, the knight found himself standing on a road of gold. The room was still made of clouds; however there was a throne in the distance. He put a hand over his heart, closing his eyes.

         When he opened them again, they were even brighter. This was not the same brightness as before, as this time, a tear rolled down this bright knight's face. he began to walk forward again in even strides.

         Suddenly, blood started to run down from his forehead and along his face. His right gloved hand started turning red, then that too started to bleed. Blood that he knew was not his flowed from the cracks in his armor, dripping from his finger tips and iced knuckles. The drops splattered on the gold road, giving a bittersweet sight. Every step that this knight took, precious blood was paved after him. Once the knight reached the throne, he fell to one knee, bowing his head gracefully. His lips opened, forming so few but powerful words.

"I am here Father. Command me, for I am a servant of Love."