And the old general told his son, "leave this horrid place and don't look back. The is no point in serving arrogant fools who knows nothing about the country, who does not even care whether the people are dying or having enough food on the table! All they know is that their needs comes first before anything."
But the young man chose to ignore his fathers words, wanting to be the next general so much...Till he was blinded by what was in front of him.
The old man told him again, "I have conquered many lands, far and wide for them. Brought back victories by the dozen. Given them all they have now but look at how they treat this old bag of bones? Thrown aside because he can no longer ride his horse."
The general's son again chose to ignore his words of wisdom, thinking about his future of fame and glory.
Looking into his beloved son's eyes, he knows that he can no longer persuade him from taking the path he once took. Sighing with regret, the old general turns and walks away, praying hard for his son.
Two winters have come and gone, the old general lays on his bed, awaiting death to come and give him a visit. Though, he is not the only one waiting to pass on.
It seems the whole country was on the brink of collapse, surrounded by enemies who were once called friends. How did this day come you ask?
Its obvious the people on top has angered hearts around. And the young general has to face the wrath of former allies, with only his sword and shield for he has sworn an oath of loyalty to these filthy people known as kings.
Once the southern wind starts to blow, and the sounds of battle drums are heard, the young general knows his time is coming up. He thinks back about his fathers words, and regrets his actions. But all is lost as a sea of angry rebels approaches.
As this young general prepares to face his doom, the old general lying on his bed gets up and leaves his home for he knows something is terribly wrong with the abnormally cold wind and sweat he is feeling.
The young general prepares to fight the horde, knowing he had little chance to overcome this obstacle.
The first enemy he faces, his former lieutenant. His eyes filled with hatred, but now gone as the general struck out and ended his life, feeling pain as the man he just killed once drank from the same cup as he did.
And as the drums beat louder and faster, the general took so many lives of people he once knew and love that he could no longer wield his sword. At this moment of countless regret, an arrow pierced through the general's armor leaving him wounded. Screaming with agony and tears filled his eyes, he knew his moment was up in a matter of minutes.
Another arrow shot through the general's leg, crushing the bones inside. As the young general falls to his feet, he saw from a distance, his fathers image, slowly approaching him. His vision gets blur, he knows he is done for.
As the old general carries his lifeless son, sobbing uncontrollably, he too falls, for his time has come. Such regrets he carries...
I hate people who don't know anything but act and talk like they know everything. Thank you very much!!=)
