My sword lays shattered,
No weapon left have I to wield.
I gather the pieces,
Attempting to forge them back together,
But the fires die before the metal glows.
In this world of war,
I am left with only armor,
But even it cannot hold,
After many a battle.
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A Collection of Miscellaneous Tales
FantasyRandom fantasy or fiction short stories and poems, plus other random stuff.