Coals and Rust
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They speak of living by the sword, of a knight's honour, they speak about legendary leaders with legendary swords, but you see, they mostly are just arrogant asses who got their hands on something a smith worked at for days and months even, A knight's honour? Cheaper than a brothel's room, it's armour? Just something to keep his big head and rich ass from getting filled with arrows on a battlefield , how about its sword , isn't it supposed to protect the weak and bring justice? Surprise! It's used to kill people, like that farmer who wouldn't let his daughter get raped by the lord of the land, or the drunkard who spoke the truth, instead of looking at the killers, how about we look at the makers?
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