Ira, stood there, unable to understand the urgency of his call. Shocked; at the kings' command, Ira, uttered his question. " Oh, my King, why the urgency ? " .
" Ira " . Replied the king, " There is no time to waste, on questions' that will be answered, before our nation . GO NOW !! " . He demanded, with a deepened, red ~ face. Ira , wearing his white riding robe, bowed before the king, backing away into the shadow's. After many hours, preparing for his journey; Ira took the best, black ~ stallion, from amongst the stallions!!.
He took with him, ten of the best messengers', setting them up, they planned to tackle the journey, starting from the last town and working their way, through to the king's palace. So when they completed their journey; they would return, with the nation behind them.
The night was drawing in, Ira decided that they would ride an easy pace, to get to the back of the city, to begin the Kings' call. The night was cool and a cold breeze was flowing over the opened cityscape, but undeterred by the urgency of the message , they kept their heads' up, struggling throughout the night.
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