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"Her wits were no match to my blade."
Create an action-packed scene where the protagonist or antagonist says this line.
Her mind was sharp
No doubt about that
But my knife was sharper
Hence my attack
It wasn’t that hard
I had nothing to lose
Just one fatal mistake
And I couldn’t refuse
It was me
It was me and nobody else
I really didn’t think this out
Now after the fact,
I ask myself “why?”
How can I live
When I caused her to die?
And after thinking
And thinking a lot
I have come ...
Silvanus entered the passageway to the arena, his light armor clinked around on each other. He could hear the cheers and excitement of the crowd, and became nervous. He would be fighting for his life with barely any protection, and a sword that was too heavy for his lanky arms. As Silvanus walked forward to the open air, the dirt crunched under his feet, and the air was full of anticipation.
She thought she was good. she thought she could beat me because she had beaten so many others. The reality is, that she had never seen anything like me before.
We fought for no more than 15 minutes in a duel spectated by many. We exchanged many blows, fighting ferociously. The whole while I stayed calm. many times I dodged a swipe at the head, then deflected another blow. In my opinion it was one...
I cringe as Hanna’s clearly enraged voice causes the walls of our small sleeping quarters to tremble. I know she heard me the first time, but I’m also not sure if she wants me to say it to her again so I can hear how stupid we were, or if this is the beginning of a rant.
“Look, it wasn’t supposed to end that way. We were just going to be in and out. No one was supposed to…
It is a small compartment with blue walls, and an arched ceiling. The room is cold. A fan blows in the corner, droning on in the distance.
I lye on my bed. All is usual. But then, from the corner of my eye, I see a black speck on the wall. It moves.
There is a headboard on my bed, and in it there is a knife. I take the knife and dart after the spot. Drawing nigh, my suspicions are confirm...
I dismounted Milo and took the reins from over his head, keenly scanning the landscape as I tied him to a tree. All was silent. Too silent. The only sound was that of the wind as it eerily swayed the limbs of the towering, barren trees.
She had to be here somewhere.
Cautiously, I crept forward. A dense fog blanketed the ground, shrouding the decaying florae that laced it.
A twig snapped. I jerk...
It did not take long to overpower her. She fell, it seemed, as quickly as feasible, and when she did the room was silent. The room was large, the walls were orange and the floors were wood. From the ceiling hung lanterns that were connected to one-another by rope, and the rope was intertwined with the support beams. Ends of rope occasionally hung loose from the rafters, frayed and torn. The air w...
The first thing I notice about him are his eyes. They are cold and lifeless, empty black orbs devoid of emotion. That alone is enough to make me want to get the hell out, and that’s besides the fact that the moment he stepped foot in my house, I could feel his presence. I could feel the chill he sends through my bones.
I shake off the shiver that tickles my spine and move closer to the fireplace,...
She tried to kill me im my sleep but I was already aware of her plan. I saw her reach her her dagger which she hid in her nightgown. As she moved towards it slowly as not to make a sound , I swiftly rolled out of the bed reaching for my blade. I aimed its point right at her and I said “I loved you and how you broke my heart. A queen should never show such greed and conspire against her king.”
I swing right at her head. I miss. I swims at her knees. I miss. I can’t hit her! Whatever I try it’s like she knows exactly what I’m going to do. But that’s impossible because I don’t even know what I’m going to do next. The one fight I don’t have a plan for she knows everything and every move I do. How is this possible. Unless she studied the book I gave her last night. But I doubt she did, it’s...
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