Inherent
Inherent
He did not Fear them…
No…
Quite The Opposite
He Hungered for the Conflict…
Though None who know him would ever say the same
Six Guards…
And he offered to stand alone
They called him mad…
And made lite of it
But his Piercing Eyes did not Waver…
No…
He meant what he said
And so they went on their ways…
Leaving him to the Cold Warm Night
He sat by the fire for some time…
Wondering what he had done
Not knowing what he would do when they came…
And then the Sky Opened before him
Like some Sand Storm in the Night…
He drew forth his Sword
But it dissolved within his hands…
No…
Metal would do him no good
And as they grasped tightly around his neck…
Lifting him four feet off the ground
He knew…
There was Nothing That he could do
DarkJade-
PICTURE CREDIT – Dark Dream
