None Shall Pass ☆ The Black Knight

My fingers twitched around the hilt. Solid steel, cold and resolute. I straightened my posture, planting both boots firmly upon the ground. A slight tilt of my visor revealed the open perimeter ahead. I pressed the tip of the blade down until it met the flat floor with a crisp, definite click. It held firm. This ground belongs to me now. I shall not yield an inch. #Montypython #TheBlackKnight #Buddy @finchy40hotmail.com