100WC Week 3 - The Lone Sentinel

Solemnly the sentinel stood, surveying the battlefield. All around the enemy was massing its ranks. On a murky, menacing and blustery night who knew when the attack would come?

Slowly, threateningly the thunderous noise rolled closer. A thousand hooves galloping in unison charged his position. Could one lone warrior, however brave, withstand such an assault? Drawing nearer the white stallions reared up, trying desperately to overwhelm the defences. Leaning stoically into the melee the sentry stood firm. Battered from every side, the onslaught was relentless. And then… redemption.

Golden reinforcements flooded in. The battle was over… the port was safe!