Thursday, March 7, 2013

100 Words a Day 207

The circle in the street formed quickly. The two men stared each other down, stalking around the circle’s edge. After several moments, they stopped and stared each other down.

They were dressed in the manner of rash and roving blades. Their clothes were flamboyant. Each bore a rainbow cloak that billowed in the breeze. The hilts of their swords were expertly wrought and accented with precious stones that sparkled in the sun.

“I killed men twice your size when I was half it!” one of the men shouted, gesturing with a ruby accented dagger.

He received a snarl in return.

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