The arrow shattered
against the stone.
The earnest point laid
in infinite pieces, so fragile
powerless
against the tried and worn rock.
She fired again, but
no.
Her weapon could not pierce
him
It's just been a busy day.
I wrote a play for my best friend so that she could direct it. The school produced it (and fantastically enough, I was paid), and it was opening tonight, so I thought I'd go. Ran into some old friends and the whole cast went out to dinner after the show.
Not much of an excuse, but that's why I'm late.
Discounting that,
it was a great night.
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