Grimm

He galloped narrowly betwixt stone spires.
A valiant man seeking his hearts desire.
She was bound atop a villians tower.
Restrained by a sinister power.
She'd been made a prisoner of fear.
Behold her rescuer, now drawing near.
He refused to flee from the villians path.
Shortening distance, mutual wrath.
The hero charges with sword on steed.
Ever determined that his prize be freed.
And so before this legendary clash.
The thunder roared and lightning did crash.
The smoke had cleared and the princess wailed.
Her chosen savior lost, having been impailed.
Her captor then cheered with laughter most coarse.
He too was then killed, kicked by the horse.
Many who've heard this tale may cry.
Knowing all but the horse did die.