Bracing for yet another onslaught,
I face the fierce wind
with teeth bared
and broadsword drawn.
Slicing though the shadows of can't,
gutting doubt, I wield the blade
with guttural rage--
screaming for the heavens to hear me
and stopping short of nothing but
the unabashed demand
for mercy.
Inspired by the music: Enter The Haggis - Lancaster Gate
A Promise Kept
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