Tuesday, November 21, 2017


Toward one, she moved in great haste
That yet not a motion did waste;
She struck and she turned
In the way she had learned--
And none knew what they in her faced.

Monday, November 20, 2017


She came from her house in a rage
Not seen for many a full age--
Darkness descended,
It seemed, as she ended
The threat posed by hoped-for outrage.

Sunday, November 19, 2017


Below it, the leg badly bent,
And many could tell it was rent
While still left in place--
It was but a taste
Of where Erdewyn the rest sent.

Saturday, November 18, 2017


One was unable to flee
But was thrown out for all to see.
He landed and screamed--
More shrieking, it seemed--
And clutched with both hands at his knee.

Friday, November 17, 2017


And so in a rush they approached
The door that was shut; they it broached.
In went the men,
But they came out again,
Fleeing as if in race coached.

Thursday, November 16, 2017


The knight thusly thwarted in rut,
And in his face door sharply shut,
Those in his employ
Thought force to deploy
And Erdewyn they thought to cut.

Wednesday, November 15, 2017


With sickening sounds, tendons tore,
And the knight knew he'd no more
Take up a sword
In service of lord.
Erdewyn shut then her door.

Tuesday, November 14, 2017


Then, swiftly, she twisted again
And the knight's grabbing did end--
The bones of his hand
Seemed ground into sand,
And sinews did over-extend.

Monday, November 13, 2017


Her hand found the knight's in a rush.
She twisted and kicked, swift to crush
The armor he wore,
And her motion bore
Him forward, his hand from her brushed.

Sunday, November 12, 2017


Erdewyn sighed, shook her head,
And, knowing where matters had led,
Did what ought to be done,
As assault had begun,
And proceeded as she had said.