The Warrior sometimes felt that he fought on alone, despite the presence of the Twins. But, often unseen in the midst of the Battle, he was but part of a mighty Host. And, unseen behind him was a mighty Presence, shining forth the glory of the Commander. The Warrior did not know that the Presence had often deflected attacks that would have obliterated the Warrior. He was completely oblivous to almost all of these attacks.
At times, the Warrior was aware of others fighting alongside him. Sometimes the Warrior would be in charge of a squad, and at other times he was just one of the common soldiers. At such times, the Twins appeared to grow in size. As always, they protected the flanks of his unit. He would begin to glimpse the truth of the true size of the Twins, and that they defended the flanks of the entire Host, towering over it.
The unseen Presence was greater still with the glory of the Commander flowed from Him. This glory, sometimes felt but never truly seen, surrounding the Host. In truth, the glory covered the entire Battlefield, even those places where it wasn't felt.
A Lesser Son of the King
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