Moonrise Over the Pines

Moonrise Over the Pines
A poem chronicling the life of "Grim Tiger," a swordmaster from the old capital era. One who takes up the sword wields their resolve as the blade.

When the tiger's bell tolls, misfortune shares its roots,
Alone he tests his blade against Ethereal brutes.
First driven by ambition through treacherous passes,
Then united in purpose to break through the crisis.
Through thousand hills, thorns shred robes stained with red,
One promise fulfilled as moonlight fills overhead.
Two shadows patrol pines, wanderers beyond clouds they roam,
Blue sword across knees, gazing at stars far from home.