With You, I’ll Be Only Sibylla (Part 11)

Disclaimer: All the characters and events of Kingdom of Heaven belong to Sir Ridley Scott and William Monahan, and, of course, History. I’m just borrowing them and writing my own interpretation.   The walls and hangings muffled the sounds from outside. Many candles burned, but they did nothing to dispel the shadow which was falling

With You, I’ll Be Only Sibylla (Part 9)

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. Kingdom of Heaven belongs to Sir Ridley Scott and William Monahan, and History.   Chapter 9: A Kingdom of Conscience   Doors were meant for protection; those leading to Sibylla’s quarters were made to keep out any unwelcome presence. Inside was her refuge; a place of peace and safety in

With You, I’ll Be Only Sibylla (Part 8)

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything that you recognize. It all belongs to Sir Ridley Scott, William Monahan, and History.   Chapter 8: To Offer the World   The city was cool and quiet, its inhabitants still slumbering. Balian walked with Sibylla down to the courtyard, where her servants were waiting with the horses. No one

With You, I’ll be Only Sibylla (Part 7)

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything that you recognize. Kingdom of Heaven belongs to Sir Ridley Scott, William Monahan, and history.   Warning: Implications of adult material   Chapter 7: A Princess’ Decision The sight of Jerusalem greeted her; the open gates were like the jaws of an ancient monstrosity. She had no desire to go

With You, I’ll Be Only Sibylla (Part 5)

Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters, the plot, or anything. All of Kingdom of Heaven belongs to Sir Ridley Scott and William Monahan, and History.   Warning: Implications of adult themes Chapter 5: The World Will Decide   Sibylla lay awake, staring into the darkness. Beside her, Balian lay slumbering, his chest rising and falling

On the Social Heirarchy

When I was eleven, I realized I was living in a social heirarchy; one which had been passed down from generation to generation ever since the time of the ancients. And I hated it. As a girl, growing up in a rather traditional Chinese family, I came to realize that respect is dealt out according to age,

With You, I’ll Be Only Sibylla (Part 4)

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters. They all belong to the creators of the movie, Kingdom of Heaven, and God. Warning: Implications of adult content Chapter 4: There is Only Light   The rooms were simple, with only basic furnishing. Godfrey had not been a man for ornamentation, and his son was even

With You, I’ll Be Only Sibylla (Part 3)

Disclaimer: This is based on Sir Ridley Scott’s brilliant film, Kingdom of Heaven. I’m just borrowing the characters and the main plot, and I get no profit, only enjoyment 🙂 Chapter 3: A Few Yards of Silk Sibylla opened the door to the inner chamber just a little bit so that she could see her

With You, I’ll Be Only Sibylla (Part 2)

Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters or the storyline. This story is based on Sir Ridley Scott’s brilliant film, Kingdom of Heaven. Chapter 2: The Very Best of Wives Sibylla was in a dream, or so she felt. For the first time in after her marriage to Guy, she found herself dreaming about a man.

The First Crusade (my take)

Just then, I’ve had a history tutorial. Actually, make that two. The first one was on the First Crusade. I might not like the idea, but I’m fascinated by the Crusades, thanks to Kingdom of Heaven. We were discussing why Pope Urban II declared the First Crusade. My take on it was that he did

With you, I’ll be only Sibylla (Part 1)

Disclaimer: This is based on Sir Ridley Scott’s brilliant film, Kingdom of Heaven. I don’t own any of the characters. Summary: The account of the end of the Latin Kingdom of Jerusalem, as seen from the point of view of the most important woman in the kingdom, Princess Sibylla of Jerusalem. Chapter 1: Meeting the

Truths, Lies, and the Human Condition

It’s cold today. The sky is grey and dreary. I went to choir practise at church this morning, and then waited outside for my dad to pick me up. The icy wind was like the rush of an ethereal cavalry. It tore at my clothes. I stood still in the cold, wrapping my arms around