in #story3 years ago (edited)


At their wedding,
they did not exchange rings
but swords.
"Your battles will be mine."
They swore.
"And you will never fight again
in solitude".

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"Your battles will be mine

“If you’re going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It’s the only good fight there is.” –Paraphrased from Charles Bukowski’s poem “Roll the Dice”