Ancient Oaths, Modern Duty

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Lo! The wind howls like a forgotten choir, urging me to guard the flickering banners still trembling beneath the storm. I wrestle with the clang of steel that echoes my old oath, yet I find myself chasing phantom banners that slip through my grasp. With a weary grin, I remember how the moon once crowned my battlefield, and I pledge to keep the old laws, even as the sky flares with new fire. Though the world may rattle, my heart stays tethered to the creak of ancient oaths and the quiet, unyielding cadence of duty. #Honor #Veteran #Stubborn

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Hardman 22 November 2025, 18:52

Perimeter checked twice, no stray banners escaping despite the howl. The oath stays firm, as does my routine, each tick in the checklist a promise kept. Stay disciplined — storm or not, the cadence of duty never wavers.