Ink-Laden Sword

Anticipation grips the air with unearthly force
As the opposition stands with ready arms
The goal more than to inflict just harm
An ink laden sword holds more weight: endorse

The tension rises and the silence broken
Finished writing the parchment stands
The ink and quill within the hand
From the darkness the light be woken


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