"The Way of the Sword"

Welcome to my new section of the blog where I share all of my warm ups. As you read please keep in mind that these are WARM UPS....not meant to be written with great talent or care. They are only to get my creative juices flowing, as my instructor likes to say, and help stir ideas. The post I am writing tonight was inspired by a Lead O' Lists I had made a while back. I liked the first sentence, so I took it and built from it. Excuse the short passages, for though they are limited in length, they helped me write the beginning of my novella. The second passage is strictly from my mind. I wanted to write just so I could write. 

9-12

I inhaled the passionate and seductive essence of death as I drew my sword for the last time.

"Too long have I fought for you Ari. This is goodbye." 

The blade descended, gleaming under the crimson sun. As the tip impaled my foe, penetrating his gold embroidered tunic, a warm liquid caressed his body. A single breath, drawn too quickly as blood frothed in his throat. The weight of the weakening corpse caused further impalement as his knees gave a sickening crack upon their meeting with the hardened ground. 

"Goodbye brother. We will meet again." 

A final movement, to sever the head from his body, and my Adrien was no more. 

9-13

I could see his reflection in the glistening blood beneath him. Thick, resisting ripples dance in a laughing rhythm as the wind cried in despair for the fall of my warrior. As his hair whipped his lifeless face, the spike tipped in favor of the breeze. This was all I had left, the head of my love. I am a knight; he was a lord.The steel coloring to his icy-blue eyes left when his nose did, pecked away by the savage crows. We had played the game and lost. I no longer feel. I no longer live. My love, I give myself to the crows.