Am a Templar Knight whose allegiance is to Our Lord Jesus Christ Sir Thomas de Charney is my name, Master of the fortress in Gaza Was compelled to quill an account of an assault on the town of Ludd My heart was also dazed and enamored by a young woman evermore
We left Gaza late in the day; I took 40 of my best knights with me Fully clad in mail and helmets, we dashed long swords in scabbards Short swords made at the ready to perlustrate with a days provisions We headed east prepared to do battle, for God and for the cause
We approached Ludd; saw billowing smoke; heard strangled screams I dispatched 35 knights throughout the municipality in groups of 5 each My orders were; execute requisite to save townspeople from slaughter An appurtenance to the initial order: no parley with these infidels
Before dismissing my men, I saw smolder swell left flank of the border Saw a hovel, the thatch was burning out of control and spreading apace Around the corner were three enemy soldiers crowding over someone Until the last few years, I knew not what **** was; the worst in a man
Despite noise of city under siege, these ******* were intoxicated in sin The remaining five knights accompanied me and covered the perimeter I dismounted Petra, clutched the hilt of my long sword, made approach The three heathen sensed my bearing and turned to meet their death
Then I saw her face and was transfixed I would yield no prisoners Today there would be justice for this woman I pray for swiftness of divine retribution ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To be continued…………
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I hope you enjoy the story. Remember, in short story one can add much more detail. In poetry, or this narrative prose, each line counts and there is only so much that can be given to the reader. My quest is that for a brief moment I took you away to a far away land, to a town called Ludd, and watched the story unfold. Thomas