THE PEPPERMAN AND THE SILVER SHIELD

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THE PEPPERMAN AND THE SILVER SHIELD

THE PEPPERMAN STOOD BEFORE A SILVER DOOR.
HE THOUGHT, WHAT COULD POSSIBLY, BE IN STORE.
MILLIONS OF DOORS, BUT NONE, LIKE THIS.
FANTASTIC DESIGN, WITH CURVES AND TWIST.
HE PUSHED ON THE DOOR, IT WAS REALLY QUITE COLD.
IT STARTED TO OPEN, HE SENSED IT WAS OLD.
BEFORE HIS EYES, WAS A SILVER SHIELD.
AN INVISIBLE ENTITY, FORCED HIM TO KNEEL.
THERE WAS NO PLACE TO RUN AND NO PLACE TO RETREAT.
AFTER A MOMENT, HE WAS BACK ON HIS FEET
TRULY, A RELIC, A SIGHT TO BEHOLD.
WITH SCENES ON THE SHIELD, A STORY WAS TOLD.
AN ANCIENT BATTLE, WHERE HEADS WERE LOST.
FAMILIES DESTROYED, BELONGINGS WERE TOSSED.
THIS WAS A BATTLE, BETWEEN WRONG AND RIGHT.
FOR ONE HUNDRED YEARS, ALL DAY AND ALL NIGHT.
HE TOUCHED THE SHIELD, HE FELT THE PAIN,
AND UNDERSTOOD HOW WAR WAS INSANE.
HE TURNED, AND KNELT, FACING THE DOOR.
HE WAS DEEPLY SADDENED AND EFFECTED BY WAR.

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