Micro #4


His blade was thick with blood, crimson and beautiful.

His enemies lay around him. Their cries turning to ragged gasps.

The breath of the last man before him was steady and calm.

They had not expected such a fight from an old man. But they did not know him.

They did not understand who he had been. They had no idea what he’d become.

The girl, unconscious, staked down in the dirt was alive. Her clothes, muddied and torn.

The last man, the leader, howled and rushed at him. Screaming oaths of vengeance.

The old man laughed, his wounds did not bother him, the rush of combat was his world.

He raised his weapon high, the blade dripping, gleaming.

Motionless he waited with the patience of stone.

The leader got closer, the old man did not move.

The leader was screaming in rage, the old man did not respond.

The leader lifted his weapon over his head, preparing to strike.

The old man smiled.

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4 thoughts on “Micro #4

    • Thanks for reading and thanks for the comment. It certainly falls under the beware of smiling enemies thought. If you’re curious and want to this is actually part of a series/experiment where each micro story tells a single instance but when read in order tells a bigger story. So the first three micro stories inform this and then there will be a few more after this. Then I’m just gonna post them all together so people can read the full story in its entirety. Okay I’m off to read your blog. Thanks again.

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  1. Hey there. If you scroll down on the homepage the first one is under the heading of micro to macro, then the following stories are titled chronologically micro #2 #3 etc. I am actually turning the series into a novella by expanding on the microstories which I’ve grown quite fond of.


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