[ IP ] Golden Sword

The fog flitted by like ghostly hands fending away an intruder. You could see the glint of the prize in my lamplight. A golden sword, which was hidden between the brush. 
 
 I stepped forward. 
 
 Tripped. 
 
 Hit the grassy hill and impaled my jugular on the golden blade. It was then that I saw the words. At the same moment my clothing was set a light from the lamp fire. The same moment I realized it was too late for survival. 
 
 But in the end it was worth every second. Such a gift to read these words under the presence of a golden blade. 
 
 *Deathless* 
 

