P.O.V: Survivor

Exhale. *Clink* He slowly drew the rapier from his scabbard, calculating the enemy's movements -- watching for that one moment -- Ah! An opening. As he fully swung his body to his left, the momentum surged through his arm and he quickly dispatched a brilliant flash of silver horizontally, right across his opponents' chest. Feeling …

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Something I Won’t Forget

I could feel it. That heavy leadened heart beat was slowly pumping against my chest. But this time it felt different...it was erratic and could not be predetermined. Why was that? All this time it seemed as though I was lacking something, yet somehow in this very instant, that notion itself had just manifested itself …