Close

I glance to my right,

riding into battle

and see my companion.

A girl led by

the saints of God.

A young woman with the strength

of a grown man.

undeterred from her mind, heart, soul.

Leading our people to war

with the skill and courage

of a born warrior.

In the name of our dauphin

and our Lord,

unsheathes her blade

and readies her shield. 

Joan of Arc


By Sabrina

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