UlricVonLichtenstein

A single lonely lotus blossom falls in sweet spirals. A light flickers and, after a tremor of uncertainty, fades. A grinding screech flows over the rolling valleys. A soul dies in a hollow shell. ------------------- A snowflake brushes the cold contours of a grim mask. A gentle tick invades the innocence of silence. A light kindles in the ashes of an old soul. A shell stands, ready for life once more.

Chivalry. A dying art of the gentlemen, an art of treating ladies with respect, of shouldering burdens on their behalf, of paying for things & opening doors. Of course, the entirety of the female world is divided into 3 primary groups. The feminists who insist it does not happen. The traditionalists who insist that it should happen & the majority who do not care. It Is these ones who are right. Just, think about what knights are, for a second. Massive, armour-clad mounted warriors extraordinaire with a reputation for evisceration & mutilation. Now, in what abstract universe would they care about If a lady gets wet(stop it you) or can't op