[ WP ] Describe the day you had yesterday , but as a page from a fantasy epic

ARCADE I 
 
 Arcade awoke with the love of his life looking at him. A day like any other, he awoke, shaking off the the weight of slumber and feeling the fledgling heat of the midsummer morning. Fall was coming and after it, winter would be upon the north. Arcade pushed such thoughts out of his still drowsy mind and washed himself for the day ahead. 
 
 The carriage took them smoothly to the marketplace, where Arcade and the love of his life took part in the first and last food of the day. Bread, seasoned and wrapped, filled with peppered meat and melted cheese. The meal melted on their tongues as they hurried, washing it down with strong brewed peach tea from one of the traders. His mind was transfixed on the day ahead, hiking up the waterfalls in the Lord's Woods, where they were allowed to walk so long as they did not harvest the fruits of the land. Not soon after Arcade pushed the carriage forward a league, a rider came for them, telling them of a tragedy that had befallen the love of his life. The anguish in the rider's voice was enough to inform him of the severity of the matter at hand. Arcade and the love of his life knew from his voice that they would not see the waterfalls in the Lord's Wood. 
 
 The love of his life had a sister and this sister was involved with a young lord of some minor house. This young lord, in some fit of impulse and depression took his own life with a bolt to the head. Arcade drove the carriage south and east towards the love of his life's city. There, they did what they could for her sister, but it was as these things always are. Just sitting there was the only right thing to do and that's what Arcade did for the duration of the day. 
 
 After hours of tears and anguish in the city of the love of Arcade's life, rest was needed. There was no more he could do there. He payed his condolences to the sister and bid farewell to his lady love, knowing her strength would be needed in her own city with her own sister. Feeling disheartened and useless, Arcade returned to his fortress on the hill, feeling what detached tragedy one feels upon the loss of someone who was little more than an acquaintance. 
 
 He slept eventually, with help from the medicines of the far east. His restless sleep would eventually become deep sleep and he knew that he would have to be strong the next day and the day after. For Arcade's strength would have to support his love's strength so she could support her sister's strength throughout the coming days, fortnights, and moons.
