The Forlorn
An eternal wanderer searching for salvation...
He was nothing more than the sword that protruded his chest.
To remove the sword would relieve a never ending pain, but destroy everything the man felt he once was.
To be more than the sword was all he ever wanted, but now, he eternally wandered, impaled with the pain of his past.
A battle from long ago, still piercing his heart and soul.
His steps no longer reverberate, heralding a glorious hero. The forlorn figure drifts in silence.
Incessantly searching for someone who can pull the sword, leaving despair and devastation in his wake.
About the Creator
Aidan Comstock
Aspiring writer, creating worlds of devastation and despair, filled with strange warriors and cosmic horrors. Also I sometimes write children's stuff :)
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