Valor

Cold creeps from swift whirlwinds left me quivering with chattered teeth and drenching with sweat. Trumpeting; foreshadow of war. There I was aghast on the battlefield accoutered with no armor or shield and no cavalrymen to deploy; ashen with fear. Venomous arrowheads seared me with scars as a sword ravaged my heart. I yielded in anguish at the acme of predicament, kneeling forth my adversary. My soul roared with rage as it set ablaze in the cage. Scorched by the flames; fire streamed through my veins, unveiling my chaste and awakening the spirit within. With the might of a warrior I perished my nemesis, alias; the demons in the mind. Dawn abrupt in the azure sky; denoting the apogee of valor.