The swordsman made the slow march back through the gates. Each step a reminder that he had failed. His honour destroyed, he would have to live his days masterless. Although he would be easily able to find work - his family would never talk to him again. Unless he found a way to reclaim his honour, his death would mean never returning to his ancestors.
He must find a way.
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Thank you...that was a lovely story to accompany the photo :)