Tag: American Sentence

Ultimatum: an #AmericanSentence #Haibun/#Prosery

The fires grow. Fallen men groan, holding their trembling hands over hemorrhaging wounds. A rancid odor worsens. The mansion that served as a warlord’s fortress begins collapsing in on itself. Neither of us care. We face each other, ten paces between us. Firelight flickers off of our swords. […]