The ballad of a sword
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1 min readNov 17, 2018
Expressionless and fierce, my wielder emerged.
Searching for a weapon, he and I merged.
We had a goal, one goal only,
To slay a dragon.
We began our journey, a journey of length.
Upon which we both displayed strength.
He had speed and determination,
I was sharp and ready for action.
Many creatures stood in our path,
All of which we slew in our wrath.
For a dragon we must kill,
With nothing but will and skill.
The journey ended,
A dragon in its wake.
Focused on its murder,
Our lives at stake.
A battle like none other,
The dragon’s flames grew hotter.
I began to melt,
Defeat at hand.
My wielder died,
And the dragon laid waste to land.