They were Out Numbered for sure, but it never deterred him much. The Faith on his Counterparts and his patriotism, gave him the belief to tackle any such difficult situations. As the Enemies marched in towards them, he held his sword close to his heart which looked as 'if the Sword was confiding confidence to his heart'.
They treated each other no more than their brothers, He always felt happy to be in their company. He stood his ground!!! As the Enemies were at a striking distance, he noticed a wicked smile on those faces....
He looked around, but just to find his counterparts retreat. He looked at them in grief, Words betrayed him... But his eyes never did. As tears rolled over his cheeks, He turned around towards the enemies, holding his sword firmer than ever.
The ' Dead Man' marched towards his enemies, to fight the already 'Lost Battle'........
2 comments:
Heyyyy...its really awesome....
never expected such a piece from u.... super... really good
^ _ ^
Thnx a lot madam.... :)
Yeah.. it was sudden story tht struck me s'terday, so thought why not put them in words....And bingo..
but honest feeling is that i could have improved it much more... but no the less ur comments are proving me wrong..
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