From a little something new I’m working on:
But I still have the daggers in my hands, gripping the hilts so tight my fingers cramp. What the hell do I think I’m doing? I haven’t a clue how to fight. At some point, though, instinct kicks in. Fight or die. And I’m not in the mood to die today.
…I’m not in the mood to die today. <–Love it. Go get 'em! 🙂
Thank you! 🙂