Daily Fictive: an old swordsman awakens
Morning came with its typical insistence. Begrudgingly, the old warrior awoke and remembered twelve score of pains both new and long held. He stretched blindly against the forceful sun and spat out his distaste for night's miasmas. Sharp pain twisted in his guts and sent him curling into the dewy earth.
an old swordsman awakens
cheerful morning story