The Poet Warrior Youth Novels & Stories

But since she was parched, she finished the wine in a single gulp. The man moved closer to the fire. Close enough for Jade to notice a long main of silver hair that was tied back in a half-ponytail. Jade was confused. The man didn’t look to be that old. At least, based on his voice alone, he sounded quite sprightly and young—perhaps just a few years older than she was. “I believe you, by the way,” the man said. “My name is Jin. I’m a trader.” “Jade… er… I’m a student.” Jade stuck out her hand to shake his, but quickly put it down when he showed no signs of wanting to acknowledge it.

"Where else had such brutality been witnessed? When men were slaughtered like animals And women and children left hopeless For their keepers left them homeless And the ravaging of the sin is the cause of death As they say that death is the wages of sin The keepers of the nation had been butchered And their hiding rocks had been captured Only left is their blood on the battle field For they taken their shield How long is this gonna last? All the sins of the past Are catching up with the younger generation For their forefathers had left no compensation Only left was a curse That their young ones had to nurse The earth is crying The tears is their blood Rise up the sun of Africa And brighten th

A MAN ALSO CRIES (WARRIOR BOY) A man also cries Brunette girl I also want colour Soft words Needs affection Needs tenderness needs a hug His own candour Warriors are people So strong, so fragile Warriors are boys Deep inside They need a break. They need a backwater. They need sleep. That would make them redone It's sad to see my man. Boy warrior With the bar of its time Over his shoulders I see he screams. I see he bleeds The pain that comes in the chest For love and love ...

Even the Sect Master wasn't able to comprehend the Dao of Battle, such was it's level of difficulty. " If I keep pushing her to her extremes maybe it'll help her, she seems to be quite gifted in this area noting that she's from a battle tribe. I can't wait for her to mature so we'll have a real spar." Elder Mei spoke with fervour in her eyes as she displayed a yearning look in her eyes as she observed Yaoyao.... Arhhhhhh! Yaoyao was uncouncious as she had appeared in an alternate space, it seemed memories of her ancient past had awoken, she watched the stories unfold and that was where she had began to understand that she could actually absorb this purple Aura.

It was right in the middle of the passage and from where he stood, he could see the entire arena at one glance. The Commander's room had the splendid glance of the entire ground and with just one look through the window, anybody could see what was happening outside. Laurier took one glance at the arena before he proceeded to knock at the door. While he waited for his orders to enter, he noticed a group of soldiers running down the steps with enthusiasm. Their faces were filled with emotions he was too familiar with. There was fear, zest and excitement in them and it was all because of one reason. They were thrilled to put their skills into practice in the war that would start any day from no

“A warrior is not judged by whether they are male or female. We judge warriors by their discipline, their ability, their courage, and their performance in battle.” His gaze swept across. “If you look at another warrior and see only their gender, you have already underestimated them.” He pointed toward the warriors who had just fought me. “Those five warriors were defeated today. Not because they were weak, but because their opponent was stronger and more skilled.” He paused. “Remember this: the battlefield does not care whether you are a man or a woman. Your enemy will not hesitate because you are female. They will not lower their weapon because you are smaller. And they certainly will not s

he thought he was courting had been stolen and discarded long ago. My wolf shifted, a low, mournful whine vibrating in our shared soul. She didn't understand "purity" or "sin." To her, I was simply the survivor who had outlived the monsters. She nudged at the walls of my shame, trying to remind me that the only thing "lost" was the peace of a girl forced to become a warrior too soon.

The words flowed like poetry from her lips, resonating deeply within her soul. "In a world where shadows clash with light, Two souls bound, destined to unite. One with powers hidden, yet to bloom, The other a guide, breaking through the gloom. A warrior born from sacred fire, Bears the strength of an ancient sire. With each step taken, a world revealed, Their intertwined destinies firmly sealed. On the night when stars align, The chosen one shall truly shine. Embrace the secrets buried deep, In unlocking power's hidden keep. Together they must journey far and wide,

our existence, i have been around the lands, empty land, all were once occupied by beautiful people, and ruled by wise kings, but what happened today, they have become empty and ruined, lands where spirit now walks, i looked at all those lands and not even graves could be found and no tomb for their children, i was not spared, i already had my own shares of the cake, they had came and made me homeless and my life has been shattered for too long, i have no memories of my childhood, i was busy hiding around Jugular for years, we sure have a problem and the bigger problem is love, love from these heavenly beings, their love is wicked than hate, tell me, how do you deal with a war that can't be

“Should I tell you about the time I pulled my mother’s lifeless body from a burning field? Or maybe how I stitched up a dying wolf with my bare hands while arrows flew over my head?” The soldier blinked but didn’t speak. “Or maybe,” I added sharply, “you would prefer something simpler. Like a demonstration.” He gave a single nod. “Let’s see what you’ve got.” I stepped forward, not afraid, not angry. Just done with the nonsense. “If you want proof, you can wait for it on the battlefield. Or ask those who have fought beside me before. But this? Standing around a fire trading rumours like bored farmers? That’s not how warriors act.”