I kneel on the dusty battlefield,
my eye catches a glint of the tarnished sword.
The glint blinds me, my mind
fills itself with memories from long before.
I, a young boy, am riding on a youthful pony.
My body trembles with this new wonder,
as the pony’s smooth gait prompts me
to kick its sides, increasing speed…
Next, I, the...
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