A dark warrior bursts through floodlit
dusk,
like a wardrobe filled with lightning, stepping
away from hands that would dig his grave.
His path to the posts is a blur of light and
power, smiling as he reels the try-line in.
like a wardrobe filled with lightning, stepping
away from hands that would dig his grave.
His path to the posts is a blur of light and
power, smiling as he reels the try-line in.

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