Two nights: Misunderstood

“Two nights….” the hag said.

Her accent thick, “..you dead.”

Roger nodded and formed a plan.

A day to make arrangements;

Then, his race began.

“I’ll chase the sun,” Roger thought.

“Avoid the the night and prevent

my expiration.” He felt clever.

During a pit stop, he was caught.

Soldiers armed and armored

boarded the plane. Taking over.

“Kill him,” One gave a command.

“I was wrong,” Roger murmured.

The intruders approached him.

Two knights. Weapons in hand.

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