A Knight's Tale
Under the moon he rode. Like the wind in the trees, like a summer gale, strong and clear, and passing through deep shadows he crossed a bridge, then up and up he flew, to the doors of a great castle.
Under the moon he rode. Like the wind in the trees, like a summer gale, strong and clear, and passing through deep shadows he crossed a bridge, then up and up he flew, to the doors of a great castle.
