"Oh, dear, sweet Crysiana,"
My pen cried out to me,
"I fear we've encountered writer's block,
How will we ever set your words free?"
"My darling, faithful friend,
Of all times, good and bad,
I fear we may just have to wait,
Until our knight comes, silver clad!"
"But Crysania, what if he should never come?
Will a silence shroud your soul?
Will your beautiful words,
Cease now to flow?!"
"Nay, for now I see our silver knight!
Alas, we are saved!
I have found an inspiration: Riley, bold and brave!"
Every heart has hidden treasures...a secret wish, a silent dream, and a cherished love. [Unknown]