There was once a
warrior. Mighty and nimble with a blade.
Kingdoms went to
war. And the warrior steps out.
In a battle
between wits and guts, he stood under the sun and fought.
Drawing power
from the sun, swinging his blade. Not fearing death.
It was the
warrior, who killed a thousand men.
This is the
stuff of legends..
Eventually a new
evil arises.
This new evil
brings a greater threat.
Cuz he’s cold
hearted. Wicked. One that terrorizes all.
Siphoning the
bravery out of your heart.
Sucking the soul
out of you.
And takes away all happiness.
He casts fear on
you when you are broken.
Freezing your
heart in fear. To even go to the waters.
He spells
procrastination on you where you stand.
To stand between you and your mission.
He sends you
back to the lurking darkness of your cave.
where you wouldn’t dare come out anymore.
He’s a cruel
enemy.
He’s….
winter.
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Days will pass
by. The seasons would come and go.
But will it
stay, the warrior within you?
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