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The Path to Destruction

by

Debra L. Martin & David W. Small


2010 Copyright © by Debra L Martin & David W Small


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The sun was barely rising when I heard the noise coming from outside the front of my office. I wondered who or what could be awake this early and got up to take a look. I opened the door and received one of the biggest shocks of my life. There in front of me was Kenzu, kneeling with his entire contingent of samurai warriors arrayed behind him. They were all kneeling in concentric ranks behind their leader, arranged according to their particular standing within the elite fighting force. It was disconcerting to see them like that, well over 250 warriors, all with downcast eyes, motionless and eerily quiet, like a powerful beast, crouched and ready to pounce on its unsuspecting prey. I stood there, mouth hanging open, hoping I wasn’t that prey.

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