Gentleman's little story

[gentleman240 3]

Something I started writing as I awaited the fate of whether or not I'm able to join this glorious server. There probably is some grammar problems.

 

My body lay motionless as the battle rages on around me, joints aching my sword given to me by my father and his father before his, the blade shimmering silver now lay in my heart it's blood stained beauty now a piece of me, as the war rages on I can't help but to let my eyes slowly close welcoming death with open arms for this is a hero's death protecting the kingdom. As the last light leaves my eyes I see a beautiful woman in white standing over me her hair a shimmering gold beckoning me to rise and continue the fight, her voice intoxicating to me. My body stands for her, her wish my command. I grab my family sword pulling it sharpened blade for me and continue to fight as her wish my body but a mere puppet to the woman in white...

As I fight my body numbs to all pain and pure energy pulses through my veins setting them of fire a smirk appears on my face a I ravage the battle field only me and the sounds of the sword humming in my hands telling me to fight that I shall not die until I take everyone and everything down with me it's blade give off an oneness glow as it cuts there the air making my enemies bow before me slaying them by the hundreds, I look upon the hill the woman and white beckoning I fight harder, swing my glorious sword fast an slay my enemies before they even see me. I let out a yell of pure rage as I walk towards the people who have tried to defile my kingdom with one fell swoop they lay at my feet there blood bitter to the taste, once again I look upon the hill but the woman in white it gone for she has appeared in front of me, all my enemies lay dead behind me, she reaches it and slowly rubs my cheek but instead of a hand it's bone. There in front of me a man in black no skin just bone and I realize death was the one making me fight on. My body goes rigid falling to the ground the fiery energy leaving me, with the last breaths he looks upon me and says "You have fought well my son now it's time for you to rest with your fallen soldiers now go to them and rejoice in your glorious victory" with those words he disappears my soul rising to the heavens a soft tone in my ears as I see fallen friends come to take me away.
 

[Elad™ 560]

Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.