A companion piece to A Golden Crown
Two Brothers Two Twin Blades
Two Silver Blades
The clanks of the wooden swords
Sounded as they clashed in the deep night.
Two boys fought
The master silently watched.
And down they went.
Hours they had practiced
Hours they had spent
Only to be gasping for breath
The splintered swords
Forgotten to the trampled ground
Two swords flashed in starlight
Two youth clashed in a fight.
Struggling against the other
As the master silently watched.
The earth trampled and scared
With years of practice and play wars.
They sat gasping for relief and breath
The two dull blades grasped in hand.
Swung in an arc
Only to add a new scar to the ground.
Two silver swords cut in the night
Two men locked in fight
The master hidden out of sight
The old repetition of this ageless fight.
A constant tie
The master had watched these endless nights
They unaware of the watching eyes all this time
Saw them grow with strength and might.
Their bodies moving with angelic light
They have fought all this time