Knight of Swords
"Chaaaarrrrrrge!" The Knight of Swords emerged from the toppled world of Tower and battered like a thousand heartbeats across the wild terrain in a moment of enthusiasm for the mission. It felt so good! The wind, the gallop, the momentum!
But then Knight of Swords paused, the strong breeze whipping through her cloak.
Behind her, the people of the toppled world of Tower stood.
"Do we need to charge?"
"Is it really necessary?"
"Where are you charging to?"
Knight of Swords allowed the surge of valour and integrity to run through her being. Her sword was bright and clear in the blooming light.
"Charge? That was for the sheer hell of it. Know this: my mind is sharp and true as this blade. I do not foolishly charge into this quest, but go forwards with clarity and bravery."
She held aloft her sword and her voice rang out across the land. "By the power of air, I carry you all with me on the wing!"
All the people of Tower morphed and rose into a mountainous cloud, their voices whispers on the wind.
The air buzzed with possibility as Knight of Swords galloped at speed, leaving behind the toppled world of Tower.
Diane King 2020
A little bit about me can be found on the About page. I'm a writer, a reader a human and dog mum, a tree hugger, a vegan. In a nut shell, those labels and roles pretty much sum me up :)