The Sonnet of Maiden

The story:

For what seems like a daytime moon during the dusk, the brave maiden leapt on to the dashing white horse. The silence outside of the castle wall awaits. With the sounded of restless gallops resonates, the figure rides bravely in to the bed of silver grass. While the day swallowed by the day, the castle candle flicker bright. “it’s time!” The maiden clench on to the sliver sword encrusted with cross, with fearless heart she charges forward to the Promised Land