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[bodytext] => The strong wind heralded the coming storm Blowing her fiery red hair over her face As she stood beneath the clouded sky With its black clouds racing to cover it Like an avenging army advancing on its foe Her breathing was heavy and laborious As she looked down upon her defeated enemy The fight was not of her choosing, but his He had goaded her and insulted her viciously Till at last she accepted his boastful challenge They had fought viciously, bitterly and long As only bitter hatred can inspire two enemies Twice she had almost fallen under his sword For it had cut deep into her unguarded flesh But still she refused to submit to his power Slowly her agility and greater speed aided her Then as her mind allowed her to think clearly All trace of fear or defeat and death vanished Now she fought with added determination It was not her pride but her life she defended Then she saw her enemy's misjudgement Swiftly and determined she struck a vital blow It was not fatal but now he saw her ability Suddenly the battle had turned in her favour Now for the first time he knew for certain That never would he walk from this duel Only death and dishonour lay before him And as she screamed her burning hate at him With every particle of her strength and power She brought her flashing blade upwards Entering his unguarded body below his armour Slicing viciously and deep into his body Instantly she knew it was a death blow Still he refused to submit and weakly fought on Now her thrusts were accurate and sudden Till finally he collapsed to his knees His fading eyes looked at her, begging for life The warrior queen offered him no mercy Her blade flashed through the deathly silence Striking her fallen enemy on his exposed neck With arms outstretched she cried her victory With sword in hand she held them skywards The severed head high for all to see and know For no longer need they live in fear and dread Then as she loudly sang her song of victory In thankful praise to her mighty god of war Her tribe gathered round in ecstatic adulation As she gave her joyful thanks and appreciation This bloody battle happened long years ago Now deep in their mythic and distant past Yet still it is remembered with joyful pride The day their warrior queen fought and defeated Their enemy's champion from across the river Since that day the people had prospered in peace And forever prayed fervently to their god of war That it would forever and for always continue so [comments] => 0 [counter] => 196 [topic] => 40 [informant] => whome [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => fantasy )
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