The Wandering Knight
By Victor Edmunds Published 2 months ago • 1 min read
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The Wandering Knight
Prefers not to fight
A peaceful soul
Harmony is his only goal
One day he is met with resistance
At an unfortunate brigand’s insistence
The knight holds up his hands
Pleading for the brigand to leave these lands
He can only laugh
As he attempts to cut the knight in half
The knight deflects this without a thought
And the brigand realizes he’s been caught
The brigand drops to his knees
Hair flowing in the breeze
He accepts his fate
But the knight, without hate,
Left the brigand on the road
And followed the river as it flowed
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