The hounds of battle have found me one more.
My enemy in front of me, confident in their skill.
I stand there waiting, feet loose on the floor.
They move in, first strike in a flash, confident the have the ****
I move to the side, opening the door
My enemy broken before too long. The hounds had their fill.
May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 3:24 PM UTC
The hounds of battle have found me one more.
My enemy in front of me, confident in their skill.
I stand there waiting, feet loose on the floor.
They move in, first strike in a flash, confident the have the ****
I move to the side, opening the door
My enemy broken before too long. The hounds had their fill.