Random Stuff

Out in the world of vermin, vouchsafing the villainies are the silent men with sheathed swords, arguing with their steed to come and bridle themselves. Brave men charge without a steed, embracing the urgency of the situation. And the audacious horses ran along, ignoring the argumentative knights. These beasts halted at the gates, for they saw men with unmatched valor - the few who had set upon the journey, having everything sold for their glimmering blades.
And thus, an army of bareback riders strode swiftly to what they called the devil's lair. The legends say they rode for a hundred years and so united was rider and his beast in soul, spirit and purpose, that they became one. With six limbs, they tore every enemy apart. The weaker ones dreaded and cleared the path.

(With no ending or starting. I found this written on a crumpled paper, I don't remember exactly when I wrote this, but I remember I was sitting in a train.)