Knight

I fight

Fearless

Massive

Muscular

My stead swift,  sweeps past the slow ambulating travellers

They barely look up

Dust in my wake

I will reach the well

And quench my thirst

Faster than most

I will sit and boast

“Wine and food”

And welcome them as host

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littlewren17

I am a novice writer, I am interested in creating a site to make public my work and see what happens. I hope to inspire and be inspired. I do not have a genre (yet). My goal is to write daily. I wish only to let the wind take me where it wills.

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