My EneME

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Head bowed, I step onto the battlefield.
I observe the glint of sunlight refracting off my blade.
Raising my head, I nod, acknowledging the too familiar enemy on the other side of the plain.
We salute…then charge across the field.
Metal rings. Sweat drips. Nothing but two swords dancing, beating out their own music.
A grim smile crosses my face: Victory.
The mirror shatters, my hands are split by the splintering glass.
The battle is over; my enemy is out of sight…for now.

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Comments (5 so far!)

  1. Avatar Sam Ervin

    Ack, this totally begs for a sequel!

    I don’t understand the title, but maybe I’m not supposed to, yet?

  2. Avatar Tay

    The “enemy” is the narrator. Hence, “ME,” as in themself.

  3. Avatar Sam Ervin

    You’re out of sight of yourself?

    I think I’m missing something.

  4. Avatar Catherine

    It’s because they shattered the mirror so they couldn’t see themselves anymore right? and I thought the title was very clever.

  5. Avatar Tay

    Sam: Wow.
    Catherine: Yup. Thank you!

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