Shadow Light
January 1, 1996
2:55AM
Onto the battle plain one strode, experience, and powerful. this one would fight its way to Death’s door for a lover’s flower.
The other crouched in shadows, hidden by trees, dying leaves.
they were blood, but that was as like as they ever did get, and yet not friends, not enemies they had remained. Now they searched together for the one who had broken honor with both.
The field was strewn with dead and dying, horse and rider, footsmen, all alike. And all destroyed by one grey hand.
The warrior strode across the plain towards the prey, not missing a stride as white armor sunk and crunched in among the broken, littered bodies. An arrow shrieked through the air, and impaled itself in the white knights armored side.
And on went the march.
The other crept from shadow to shadow, always hidden, invisible. No arrow for the darker one, for no eye had seen, no ear had heard report of hidden’s position.
Grey, from behind a rock, mocked White’s stalwart progress, derided the strength that ignored the wooden shaft. Another arrow was readied, point blank it would be fired.
White saw, and knew its end had come. Blanched face to match the armor, yet fate was not avoided.
Little claws ripped into flesh, the armor went astray. White drew the gleaming sword and removed her brothers head, but not before Black’s claws dug out her brother’s heart.
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Edited with a few changes as below:
” Onto the battle plain one strode, experienced and powerful. This one would fight its way to Death’s door for a lover’s flower.
The other crouched in shadows, hidden by trees, dying leaves. //something seems wrong here, but no change made
They were blood, but that was as like as they ever did get; and yet not friends, not enemies they had remained. Now they searched together for the one who had broken honor with both.
The field was strewn with dead and dying, horse and rider, footmen, all alike. And all destroyed by one grey hand.
The warrior strode across the plain towards the prey, not missing a stride as white armor sunk and crunched in among the broken, littered bodies. An arrow shrieked through the air, and impaled itself in the white knight’s armored side.
And on went the march.
The other crept from shadow to shadow, always hidden, invisible. No arrow for the darker one, for no eye had seen, no ear had heard report of hidden’s position.
Grey, from behind a rock, mocked White’s stalwart progress, derided the strength that ignored the wooden shaft. Another arrow was readied, point blank it would be fired.
White saw, and knew its end had come. Blanched face to match the armor, yet fate was not avoided.
Little claws ripped into flesh, the armor went astray. White drew the gleaming sword and removed her brother’s head, but not before Black’s claws dug out her brother’s heart.”
Posted on July 2nd, 2008 at 12:26 am
I had to do a side by side comparison to find the changes. Thank you.
Although I do have to say that I kind of think that the original is so craptastic it doesn’t really need to be fixed, only mocked from a distance. A safe distance.
Posted on July 3rd, 2008 at 6:28 am
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