WAY OF THE WARRIOR
Smoke filled the air.
The smell of gunpowder was intoxicating.
The samurai warrior was wheezing and coughing as he sprinted to prepare. War…
Was at his door!
His wife was ready for him, waiting. He ran into the house without time to take his sandals off before his bare feet touched the tatami. The floor was dirty, but if he didn’t get to battle soon there would be no tatami left to clean.
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