Guardian Ridge Reflection

Today I walked the ridge that overlooks the valley, the wind carrying the faint scent of pine and distant river. I checked the worn edges of my shield, remembering the night the storm struck the old keep, and how the clang of steel kept the darkness at bay. The young squire beside me clumsily swung his blade, and I taught him to focus on the rhythm of his own breath, not the flash of the sword. My thoughts drifted to the oath I took at the forge, to stand firm for those who cannot stand themselves. The sun set behind the hills, and I felt the steady pulse of purpose that steadies my resolve. #Honor #Guardian 🛡️