September Showcase, September 7th.
I am a little surprised that this didn't get up on Patreon to begin with, but perhaps it didn't fit anything.  But it does fit me, so there.


Fragment Of A Recently Unearthed Saga From the Proto-Indo-European Period Narrating the Battle Between A Human Clan And What Was Apparently A Herd Of Malevolent, Psionic Woolly Mammoths Bent On Wiping Humanity Out.

Now comes to the campfire

Not caring of dire wounds

The King-Mammoth, blood-wet

Thought-death-tusks all gleaming;

Forty heroes he used

For war-paint and warning.

His mind and tusks sang death

Havoc he loosed that day,

But still stood great Wiros,

Best of hunters, fearless

His body not broken;

His mind a pool of night-black.

Wiros met King-Mammoth

With laughter and spear-talk.

Though death danced before him

There Wiros still fought true.

That was a good battle!

They found in each other

All that they sought - both life

And death; they fell as one.

How cruel for King-Mammoth;

His death had no keenings.

With him died his people;

Wiros won life for us.