14th: Delight

You are not white as the snow,

But at least you are not dark as the shadow.

You have a lot of dreams,

That your heart screams.

You have the support of the Queen,

So let your self do it to begin.

You are not already a King,

But I heard it as it is what your heart want to sing.

I bestow you my hand,

In order to pull me to go to the sand.

You never let me die because of the water,

So I console you that I never hurt my self again and let it suffer.

You let me live in the world that I don't want to live,

So I promise you I never leave you until you have the wive.