Swordtember Day 22: TARTAN (Patreon)

Hey gang! I’m away for the weekend but I’ll be back Sunday, I’ve finished up to day 24 but, again, gotta get the writing done :D I’ll have it ready to share as soon as possible, for right now have some bagpipes :}

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Bladepipes, of decorated skin and warrior’s song 🎶⛰️ 

A shrill cry sounds across the hills, a piercing melody surrounded by the rhythmic marching of feet. Leading the charge, boots crushing thistle underfoot, is the piper. In his arms he holds his weapon, its cries hauntingly beautiful, its blade sharp and ready. In front of them the moor stretches outwards to the horizon, washed out purple and green glistening in fresh dew, a brisk wind rushing beneath the heather. The piper takes a deep breath of the crisp morning air, turning it through his pipes into his song. Steady, surely, the precession trudges onward. A hundred blades in their sheaths listen to the solemn melody of the pipes that slowly marches them to war.