Day 98 Ruminating And Writing

Mercy

I heard it in her words, her kindness masking a hint of pity. She was being merciful. I shook off her words, her pity, and superiority. I would fight my way out of this as I had before. She didn’t need to look at me like I was dead meat. The minor injury to my wrist wouldn’t hold me back.

I clambered back up, letting my broken wrist hang beside me, switching the blade to my left hand.

“You don’t know how to give up,” she said.

“No, I guess not,” I let out.

“I let you walk away. You’ll live.”

“I would rather let you kill me than live with the shame.” I widened my stance.

The woman launched at me, and I swirled away from her. Her blade went over my head, and mine hit her in her ankles, just scraping her. She leaped forward in shock that I had managed to touch her, the untouchable. She rolled with the momentum and turned back to face me. I was already up my blade ready.

She smiled.

“Did you think I was going to make it easy?” I said.

“There is that pride of yours again. It’s a shame that I have to kill you.” She waited for me to make the first move. She never waited. She was always the more aggressive one. I had seen her fight countless times, defending her title, defending her right to own the village.

The crowd beside us held their breath. I wasn’t sure who they rooted for. She had her followers. She was powerful and loyal to those who sacrificed themselves for her. This would be easier if I thought of her as cruel. She wasn’t. But she wasn’t fair either.

I made a dash towards her, holding my blade sideways. She was about to counter the attack to lash me on my open side, but I expected that. I switched my stance and leaped up, hitting my sword hard against her shoulder. She collapsed on the ground, looking astonished.

“Do you want me to let you leave?” I asked.

Her eyes were dull from the pain. She barely comprehended what I said.

The crowd chanted at me to finish her, to take my place as their leader. I had no wish for that. I was a warrior, not made for councils.

Mouse

I took my time with the first prompt, and now I have to hurry to work.

Robbery

The same goes for this prompt, too.

The Prompts are from the book A Year of Creative Writing Prompts.

I felt sluggish today to write. But I cheered up as I got to write a fight scene. This is the first one with the prompts. It is something I need to work on. I’m not very skilled with fight scenes, and I would like to improve if I continue writing fantasy. It’s an integral part of the genre, and I love a good fight scene in books. I love how these prompts give me opportunities to experiment with my weaknesses. Without them, I don’t think I would hone my craft as much as I do now. There is a great variety in the prompts that push me to try beyond my comfort zone.

Anyway, thank you for reading again! I appreciate you visiting my blog. I wish you a wonderful day full of creativity and wonder ❤