I think that most girls at some point in their lives dream about someday being rescued from ensuing calamity by a knight in shining armor, riding upon a beautiful white steed. I have just encountered what I would classify as a knight – actually, two of them. They were beacons of hope in a dismal place; feeling locked in a tall prison tower. The tower has been guarded by a ruthless dragon for three weeks now.
The first brave knight arrived Tuesday morning, carried by his white and black steed. He valiantly tried to slay the dragon that had reared its head, creating calamity and chaos in the world around me. Unfortunately, his skills were no match for the beast. He retreated with the promise to send a more skilled knight the next day. So, I awaited the coming of the next knight from my high prison tower, guarded still by the terrible beast. (more…)