i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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MARCH OF A CHAMPION
POSTED ON Oct 4, 2018 2:39:20 GMT
Kindness is not meant to be marked as weakness, for even the most delicate of flowers have thorns and though she may stand poised atop her podium, she does not waver in front of the determinant steps of a young woman she fails to know; her position as leader is not bound by only title, but also in a spirit brimmed in a hushed fire. One thing is for certain, she intends to make their battle memorable should the two dare clash with one another.
So she awaits from her elevated position, her gaze never quite wavering as her challenger draws near and the feeling of battle grows far more imminent– her smile never faltering despite fire bound intentions, “I don’t think I have ever met someone as determined as you, miss.” She moves to speak, only once she is certain that her opponent can hear her amongst the subdued buzz of the gym– a compliment.
“I suppose you know the rules?” Her question hangs in the air, her tone delicate as she awaits an answer; she did not intend to plunge the girl into a blind battle if she was far from prepared, she was more than willing to bide her time should she desire it.
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