_FROM THE BOOK OF WIELDERS

PROSE 42 (U) (8)

He swung his sword
One with the wind
The enemy roared
And then it was encoffined
The mighty weapon
Into the unknown
That who was stricken
Yet he remained unblown

END OF PROSE_

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In the soft embrace of the night, her hair swayed gracefully with each whisper of the breeze, a shimmering cascade of ebony that danced in harmony with the evening air. The delicate fabric of her dress fluttered like ethereal wings, embracing the cool currents that caressed the ancient ruins of the temple. Shadows draped around her form, casting an enigmatic veil that obscured her presence, making her seem an ephemeral spirit lingering at the edge of sight.

"I will surely tell you this time," her voice murmured, soft yet resolute, a promise carried on the night's gentle breath. Her words hung in the air, fleeting and cryptic, as if hinting at secrets buried deep within the ruins that surrounded her.

As the night deepened, she dissolved into the darkness, her figure merging seamlessly with the shadows that wrapped around the temple's crumbling stones. The ruins stood silent witness to ages past, bearing scars of forgotten battles and the weight of history etched into every weathered surface. Despite the veil of dusk that concealed its ravaged facade, the temple's remnants spoke of a once-glorious structure now fallen into disrepair, a testament to the passage of time and the unforgiving hand of fate.

Amidst the debris scattered like remnants of a bygone era, a solitary sword lay bare upon the rubble-strewn ground. Its blade, dull with neglect yet bearing the echoes of countless tales, gleamed faintly under the moon's watchful gaze. Abandoned and alone, it seemed a relic of a lost age, a silent sentinel guarding secrets untold.

The approaching night veiled the temple's scars, cloaking its wounds in the shroud of darkness. Yet, amidst the quiet melancholy that pervaded the air, the lone sword stood as a poignant reminder of battles fought and destinies entwined, waiting for a new dawn to awaken the echoes of its storied past.