Halldora Bjorn

The Tournamentby Farcus Cedrickson (4/1/20) The sun has risen high,The hour then was noon.I look out at the crowd,For my tournament shall start soon. I started to put on my armor,Partially new, partially old.I begin to slowly realize,My opponents would be bold. Some of them come from afar,Many of them from near.They had all come […]