Paris Burning (x)

A woman. A woman had come to him in his time of need and turned the tide in the war against the English. It had only taken a look from her larkspur eyes for him to fly to her side, and with him came all of France. It had been the most glorious years of his life. He loved her, fiercely, passionately, though he’d never touched her. She was above all that, shining like the sun, he a humble Icarus barely able to reach her glory. 

And like the sun, she had burnt.
And like Icarus, he had fallen

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