Leg feels good.
Moral is edgy.
Senses are twitching.
Shield resting on my lap
Helm is looking at me on dinning table.
Armour is spread out on living room floor.
Sword is by my side.
3 hours to go and I will have reach the end of my "8 to 10 weeks" of no fighting. (Well... The 8 weeks at least)
Soon I will be whole and maybe I'll be worth something again.
Soon I will be whole and maybe I'll be worth something again.
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