The kingdom was constantly bustling with travelers by-and-by. With every day, a new assembly came, and others left. And with every day, Timmy would hope to see his father among the group of newcomers. It had been three years since his dad had gone to war, and he had not heard from him in over a year. Sometimes he thought he was actually gone… but he thought hopefully otherwise. When the month of October came around, and Timmy’s father still had not arrived, he decided to put together a costume in honor of his hero. Made from a real iron composition, thanks to the local Smith, Timmy was able to look and feel like the brave warrior that was his father. For Hallow’s Eve, instead of prancing about like a child, Timmy felt like walking amongst the people of the town would bring recognition and glory to his dad. ~Long live liberty

It's a bit messy I know, but it's finished, and I'm pretty pleased with it. Help me out in the contest o;