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As she walked through the dark night
Everything was still
The chirping crickets had already had their fill
Her senses were at their height
As she approached the step hill
She prepared herself for the fight

A silent wind whipped through her hair
The worn sword kept with care
Vibrated at her side
Waiting for its share
There would be no sense to hide

For she was the one who called for them
As they appeared here
They approached her with a leer
The silent wind tugged at her hem
She moved with out sound
As she silently took them down
Her feet upon the ground

Fear still in their eyes
They suffered for their lies

As she walked through the dark night