The crystal lake provided a looking-glass into the surrounding countryside. Grand mountains framed the heavens, and the green of the pine forest contrasted with the snow-capped peaks. Harold knelt to drink from the mirror waters and watched the ripples he caused dissipate and the image of a majestic eagle once again come into focus.
His own image was not so comforting, however. The broken nose, and blackened left eye were testimony to the trials of the night before.
The warrior had fought in many battles, but he was still unprepared for that barmaid’s right hook.
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Well, he’s got some things to reflect on, that’s for sure … 😉
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