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stretched shadows claw across the evening ground,
pulling the world into a darkness covering around,
glittering stars across the black clear sky,
smoothing winds whistle sounds of a cry,
taps of hardened metal echo more than one,
sweating skin near a fire with a button undone,
wipes of perspiration from a brow of black stain,
hammering more harder with extra strain,
sprays of tiny light bounce from each hit,
glowing heat from the ends giving it a spit,
sizzles of saliva bubble turning to steam,
with metal aligned as a perfect stream,
cooling in the water with the heat dieing out,
he holds it up swinging it about,
glowing once again in the sunrise from first light,
using the sword to battle and ultimately win the fight.