Story: A Squires Ambition. [Writing]

[phlashblazer]

(Hey everyone, just a short I made.)

The clash of swords howled across the plains.

A towering man's silhouette soared between a young man and the sun. The man's shadow scornfully refused sight of his face at the lowly squire.

"Hold your tongue cur! Bastards like you should not even be holding knives let alone swords!," he snarled. The man's pointed his sword towards the squire, his muscular tan figure kissed by the sun's glow. The sun was slowly setting to the east, yet the squire still could not catch a glimpse of the merciless shadow's face.

"Now come forth... nameless squire, or are you too occupied kissing the ground?," The man said with a smirk on his face. The squire slowly stood up, his eyes radiated with fire and his demeanor burning, itching to get into battle. He grasped his short sword's handle and tightened his buckler's grip. "Yaaahhhh!," he roared as he sprinted toward's the shadow, seeming to blaze faster with each step. The knight braced his long sword with both hands, pointing the sword readily at the squire. The squire leaped and slashed fiercely overhead. The knight maintained his poise, waiting for the right moment to strike.

The swords howled across the plains once again.

You know what?...I actually have to say I liked it. It was short (which is great, you don't want to waste alot of your time if it's crap anyway) and the line was clever "...if your done kissing the ground." lol. AND I got the whole point. Vereh nice.

I think you should write more.

Hah thanks! Especially for telling me what line ya liked, lol. I'd like to keep onto it if/when I get the time.