Tomek Piorkowski
A horseman was coming down the road, solemn and grim, wearing a dark cape, and wearing a hat broad of brim. The horse upon which he rode was as dark as the night. The horse had two eyes flashing red, ready for a fight. The black-clothed rider had strong shoulders broad, though his bearing and aura were of a gentleman lord. Hanging at the horseman's side was a mighty sword, a blade of strength and courage wherever it warred. Underneath his hat, the man's face was obscured, though he seemed a man who had much endured. The horse lazily trotted along ignoring the village throng, though her red eyes did flash as though asking for a clash!
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