Power of the sword

Dark was the house shrouded in obsidian

Until the moment the spark of light from the flaming torch

Lit up all around like a fiery burning sun

She acclimatised her eyes so she Coul look around

And felt outside the rumble through the ground

Heard to roar and clanging of metal

She looked frantically for sword that she sought

And there in the corner an old antique chest

She opened the lid and what she saw took away her breath

A bright shiny sword glinting in the torch light

She took it out from the chest and ran out the back door

And there her army waited pensive and ready

She moved them all to the open space

And then were steadied waiting for the enemy

And then over the crest of the hill they then rose

And the warrior queen in her legendary pose

Pointed forward with her sword

And let out a scream

Forward to glory in the name of your queen

And her army moved forward slow at first but getting faster

Full steam ahead to victory or disaster

The horses snorted fury baring their teeth

The passion in her army now being fully released

Raced hard with no intention of shirking

Her army full on driving and beserking

Like a massive combined beast

Hungry to eat, the enemy in front of them that they were about to besiege

Then a thunderous clash and like a loud clap of thunder

The enemy crumbled and felt themselves being swept under

A wave like light that let loose from the queen’s magical sword

And she slayed a large number of this menacing horde

With one single slash and wave of its power

She knew that it could bring about her finest hour

And the battle was long as was it bloody

Yet she fought like a dervish in a real hurry

And at the end of the night and in the dawning of a new day

She stood victorious over the enemy she and her army had slayed

And as sh sat triumphant upon her horse

Sword in the air the magic took its course

And bound her heart and her alligience to death and to glory

From now on she would write new stories

As determined by the magic and not by her will

And in the afterlife I heard she’d is warring and fighting still.

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