The Blind Fool Part I

The Blind Fool Part I

A Story by Abbadon
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A man stricken with a sickness of love, decides to keep on his path to find his desire.

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There once was a man, his eyes blind, but also his mind. He had not a care for himself. He had a goal in mind, a goal that would get him hurt, a pain he didn't care about. He would take this pain, and walk with it, because it was worth it. This blind man as you can see, was not that bright. He was a true moron, taking pain left and right. His goal was to follow the thing he loved most. This was a beautiful young woman, who had been his friend ever since he was a young boy. Thanks to her he developed to be a strong young man, but he was still a idiot with hopes and dreams that others would say could only crumble, even this young woman, his closest friend. 
One day she decided to leave her warm village, for a journey. She packed her belongings and said her goodbyes and gave a kiss upon the blind fool for the first and final time. The blind fool smiled for this was his happiest moment, and he was determined to make sure there would be a second time. But the blind fool had to let her go before he could follow. So that night came and he began his journey. No goodbyes for no one he cared to say goodbye too, and he took off down the road. 
He quickly reached the end of the road, and this is where the blind fool came to the first of his problems, which way shall he go? He knew where she went, but can't remember which way he was to go. "Is it left, or right to Maybarrow?" asked the blind fool. His heart said left, so there he went, and he kept walking for the rest of the night before he entered a town. He asked to the nearest person he could find and said, "Excuse me, is this Maybarrow?" but sadly it was not. The young man said it was Callister, but still optimistic, the blind fool asked "Did anyone come here yesterday, perhaps talking bout seeing the world?" 
The young man replied, "Actually there was a young dark haired woman with a temperament something fierce." The young man then asked,"Does this sound like the woman your looking for?" The blind fool then thought for a moment and said, "It does certainly sound like her, she never was one for being calm." he thought some more and said, "Sir as you can see i am blind, i do not know which way she is or if she is even here, will you please lead me to the way she went?" little to the blind fools knowledge the man he was talking to was less than trustworthy and was grinning ear to ear devilishly, "Of course my blind friend follow me and ill take you to the last place i saw her." So forth went the two, and the blind fool followed, and the young man lead them to an alley where a group of men were waiting. The blind fool felt something was wrong and said, "My this place reeks, and it feels a bit cramped, where are we?" the Blind fool said questioningly with a tone of skepticism, and thats when he heard it, her voice, she said one thing, " Fool." The blind fool was shocked to hear her voice, "But, Bridget, why are you here, you were supposed to be in Maybarrow?" Sadly the young girl had nothing to say, her tied arms, restrained, just like her words, "This was a mistake, and now your here too because of me...Steele." The blind fool simply smiled, quickly figuring out the problem and simply said, "I'll always be there." And then, he was out cold.

In Dedication to my lovely Girlfriend :) i love you hun :).

© 2015 Abbadon


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Added on October 25, 2015
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