I was taunted by the riches my brother has. He has the golds any people could ever dream, lands under his nose, and the power that made any people in awe. I am only a shadow; what you see is what you get. I did not have any ambitious dream on my own, until this day I realized I have to establish my own identity.A figure worth remembering. Most importantly I have to feel it too, the feeling a king only can have.
I strive from my apprenticeship. I become the star student in our class, making my peer in envy in shocked because I was only a mere imp when I entered the cubicle a long time.
Horses became my ally as I conquered territories and seas. My sword became my friend, and crown became my glory. The grounds became my training ground as I witnes countless deaths from people I considered as my heart. I became death myself also.
After the death of my brother I was engrossed and in pride because finally I can finally reached my dream.
The crown I looked upon is finally setting its refuge upon my head.
I thought of one thing.
I thought it had something.
I thought it will give me more.
Little did I know as I lay on my deathbed, wrinkled due time, and vulnerable to such misleadings that I realized again something.
There was nothing out there. I was mistaken.
The satisfactory I thought it will give me is not located at the top. I never thought that I already felt it when I was child.