He stood there ontop of bunker hill, his shadow stretching across the sky. He stood at 6ft tall wielding a blood stained claymore from the battle not four hours ago. Looking to the heavens for release of his torment, looking for the final time he can close his eyes forever and be with his wife and his baby boy. His heart ached at the thought of her face, the face of an angel. He turned and continued his quest for revenge, for release, for the final breath. he yearned to be with her and his baby boy once more......
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The Knight
ActionA lone knight that has lost everything, looking for something, a graceful death or something else entirely.
