The Sound of Victory.

His tanned face was confident. His eye's peered through the surrounding atmosphere, as if seeing what was to come. His wisdom is what got him this far. As he rode past his Calvary unit, he could see fear in some of his soldier's eyes. As he thought about their eyes, he drew his sword. A tremendous lightning bolt struck the tip of his sword, as he thrust it in the air. His silhouette from the flash fell across his troops, like a blanket covering a child, as they looked upon his sword.

His sword is legendary to his army, and widely known to his enemy. For everyone that has beheld it as his enemy, has fallen to it.

Yelling, with a voice all of his unit could here, he shouted," LOOK!! MY SWORD IS NOT BROKEN! ". His Calvary immediately gave a loud shout, then stopped. He continued," LOOK!! THE ENEMY IS DEFEATED AND THEY DO NOT KNOW IT YET!". The Calvary proceeded with a roar, then stopped once again. He tightened his grip on his sword and yelled," LOOK!! OUR VICTORY AWAITS!". As he watched, his Calvary gave a great cheer. This time they did not stop. They lifted their swords, and their strength had been filled.

The loud noise from the cheers mingled together, coming together. The noise turned into one distinct sound. Not so much as a sound as it was a word. His name.









[edit on 28-12-2009 by Conclusion]

More to come at a later time.