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The sword fight takes place in the light, upon a warm day with spring flowers. Though I ask him to see the beauty that is all around us, all he sees is the blade of steel, never the green wands of grass.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 20, 2021.
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The sound of our swords clashing is enough to break my heart, for no matter the overtures of peace I make, he comes in for the kill, never as play.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 20, 2021.
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The sword fight is supposed to bring a sense of chivalry and fair-play, yet that is the stuff of the bards tales and legend. Here in the opening there are no gentlemen, only long knives beneath the heavens.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 20, 2021.
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When your sword-fighting draws real blood from my skin, and when you feign injury to cover your deed, you should yield your blade and pick up a weapon more befitting of such foul intentions.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 20, 2021.
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You stand there as King Arthur by twilight, when in real daylight you are a MacBeth. The sword fight is but a piece of theatre, a chance to deliver a glancing blow.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 20, 2021.
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Every sword that fights for true love is Excalibur.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 20, 2021.