fate or choice
surrounded by darkness and evil
he stands and awaits his fate.
wind blowing and blood rain
falls. howls of evil echo through
the land. his crucifix wrapped in
one hand. sword in the other
he stands ready to meet his fate.
was it his fault that his life ends
like this or did he choose the
wrong path. either way he knows
what must be done. he charges
forward swinging his sword
slashing all that lies in his way
blood splashing all around.
howls echoing through space and
time and then silence.
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