The Meadowvale Warrior's Mantra

I've had the last line for a long time, anticipating some special mantra. Today, I wrote it. It may undergo some changes for the final draft, but it's already epic:

Though the day breaks with heavy hearts, no heart is broken in vain.
Though a sword is at our door, a sword is also in our hand.
Though we regret the past and fear the future, we act today.
Though we may not taste it today, our children will drink freedom tomorrow.
Though tomorrow is shrouded, our loyalty shines bright.
Though darkness creeps over our land, one candle will cast it out.
Though we may die, truth will live.
Though it may be costly, goodness will overcome!

823 words today: most of them are part of an inspirational speech from Jeremy. The mantra is a great segment, but he says a lot of compelling things.

I read an article a little while ago about how, if one is not inspired by his or her own writing, it won't inspire readers. Admittedly, I've written a number of uninspiring paragraphs just to connect the plot points. Writing Jeremy's speech, however, made me want to go out and sacrifice my life in the battle against evil.

Besides him, Skoar is an intriguing character. He's unassuming, but he's going to do something amazing. I feel inclined to connect his magical youth the the forests of Firth; it feels hackneyed, but we'll see how their journey east unfolds. It feels hackneyed at first. Maybe the source of his youth will stay unknown. I haven't said much about the forests, but they themselves seem magical; maybe they have some closer connection to the old words. We shall see.

As always, it's never enough. More and more, though, the story is coming together beautifully.