Ones heart pounded fiercely
And blood could be felt as it pulsed through ones veins.
The air was fresh and cool.
Charente Valley was in full bloom.
Its three surrounding cliffs were steep, but looked a welcoming challenge that I ached for.
The fortress of Taillebourg had been thought to be impregnable,
But we proved that wrong.
The battle was mid-way through.
We were close to breaking through completely.
And they knew it too.
Men came pouring out of the castle.
Stampeding towards us.
Weapons and armor shining.
Their eyes were wide.
I could smell it. They feared me.
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