• snow glazed downlike glass
    trees lined high atop the path
    a west wind slips
    through blood stained cloth
    frost clings
    tingls to
    stone skin
    cold hands grasp a
    tatared sword
    a black silouette stans
    a challenge
    a blockade
    a harbinger
    death clings
    like a smoky shadow
    twin blades staind with blood
    a whispering wind tell me
    "go"
    a fast step
    shallow dive
    as death swings
    "so death to conquer"
    gently reminds the wind
    a high step
    feirce slash
    hollowed metal echos through frozen mountians
    a tatared sword stayed by a cracked blade
    sparks swallowed by feathered snow
    striking blows extanged
    till crack become shatterd
    blade to blade
    a choice to be made
    "WIN"
    screams the wind
    ten steps the distance
    a swing to win
    "save me"
    echos the wind
    steel rings as swords swing
    red blood stained
    deaths shadow
    two figures stand in
    red moons glow
    a shadow blown to dust
    a tatared sword sheithed
    a challenge met
    a path unblocked
    and something left behind