The Battle

The Battle by Kurt Newton

Surrounded by a primeval forest, Saro lay clutching the muddied dirt, gasping with his final breath, his body numb, the flash of his sword still recoiling in his grip. His master cast a steely eye and spoke a wounding reprimand. “This moment is trivial,” the old man said, “your aches and pains are feeble ghosts,… Read more The Battle