I’ve missed out a few lots of Trifecta recently, silly me! Well, here’s my contribution to this week’s fictional challenge. The title is ‘survive’, and the chosen definition (the third of course) is ‘to continue to function or prosper despite : withstand
‘. I wonder whether anybody can guess what the inspiration was before you see it at the bottom of the page?
Looking back, he turned to them, and a swelling he felt in his heart. Of pride, and love, and anger not least. For these people, his people had stood with him through much and were dear to him. The words he spoke were formed on his tongue full, and were of no conscious thought.
“My brothers, friends! My people. We have been held for too long, and the shackles placed on us have cut too deep. For he that holds us in this was mistaken in mind. Today he may know that we are a proud people and will not stand for such! Let the anger of your heart drive your arm, let the pain of your pride guide you blade and the fires of you soul drive our victory! Ere the day comes we will free our families, and though the enemy be many, let not a single beast survive!”
And turning now, he drew his sword. Raising it, his voice was scarce heard above the clamour of the enemy, yet none missed the words that he spoke.
The men drew their swords. The cry, taken up, rang against the clifftops and beat upon the rock. Battle was joined.
The inspiration was of course Aragorn’s speech at the Black Gate in the Lord of the Rings! Here’s a video!