Sword of Runes Chapter 13

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So quietly the seconds passed, Leona fought to open her eyes.

She lay crumpled in a heap upon the damp grass. Silence except for her sighs.

Andrew stood with mouth agape horrified at what he saw.

The Evil Knight of Doom had attacked his Faery Queen and left her at hell’s door.

On a sudden Andrew rushed forward and smite the Evil Knight a blow.

This maddened the Evil Knight and his demon hoards below.

Too late, too late you turn young man too late you find your fire.

Forget her now, your Faery Queen. My minions will build for her a funeral pyer.

Andrew’s rage was now full thrust and his eyes were bright with tears.

He lunged and   his sword found it’s mark. He felt lead by the knowledge of years.

The demon hoards  now  rose up as of one desire

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To save  their Demon Lord and to snuff out  for good young Andrew’s fire!

The scene was one of horror

Would Andrew and Leona ever see a tomorrow.

The demon hoards advanced and the Evil Knight of Doom

Wiping  the blood from his chest,smiled as he raised his sword under the moon.

Fearing all was lost Bold Andrew  swore to die with honor

He wanted his  mother to be proud, not to bring shame upon her.

The noise  was thunderous, and the ground shook, the sky above the Tor was black

 Andrew  thought Leona was  dead and he was soon to follow on that track!

Just then Susan arrived on the Tor with the  glorious wolves at her back!

Author: willowdot21

Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light ?? I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well. I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.

35 thoughts on “Sword of Runes Chapter 13”

  1. Leaves it a bit late to get exicted, this Andrew does. Now he’s depending on others to pull his ass out of the fire, so to speak. Lord Thunderin’ – you’da thought he’d be a bit more on top of it before the roof fell in wouldn’tcha?

    1. Yes you are right… But who needs predictable everyone knows what predictable does. So let’s see what happens next
      Shuffles of quietly humming.

      1. nothing now do you knot remember she fainted away into a coma of grief the night Leona set out to assist Andrew!.. Keep up girl keep up!! 😉

  2. She keeps getting knocked out and every time she gets knocked out Andrew goes berserker. BUT here comes a new character. AND a wolf pack?! I love it! 🙂

    1. AH! Susan has been in the story from the start she is Andrews birth mother , she and Leona the fairy Queen have raised Andrew and taught him the ways of nature… it is all there in the poem… mind you it has been wending its way for 13 chapters so far even I am forgetting things!!

      1. Well, I knew that! But we don’t know what she can do or what her talents are per say. It’s exciting. 😉

      2. Ah yes. We can become quite the lollipop of psycho in the blood rage. Don’t come between a mama and her babies.

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