(Today’s story is inspired by a true-life event!)
Today was the day. I’d finally completed my training. I spent years, punishing my body and mind, molding it into the form of the perfect warrior. The samurai.
I carefully removed my katana from its case, and clipped the saya to my belt. It felt natural. I was ready.
It was not long before I heard the calls for help that would become my first test in battle.
I prevailed. Justice prevailed. South Shields would never be the same.
