060 - Surrendering

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After three days of fighting, I had to admit that I could not compete with the enemy commander. Her ferocity was beyond compare, and her arrows fell on us like summer rain. I rode up waving a white flag, signaling my surrender. I called her name, over and over as I rode, trying to be sure that we would be able to speak woman to woman. I saw her immediately, resplendent in polished armor, but head uncovered.
"Jolene!" I called again. "I'm begging of you, don't invade my lands!" Her smile was cold but stormy, like the breath of spring.

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