My Buckler.

By William Van Zyl Published 5 April 2025. This is a birthday article. ——-0——— The dust swirled around David’s feet as he tightened his grip on the worn leather strap of his buckler. The small, round shield—scarred from past battles—trembled slightly in his hand, but not from fear. His other hand clenched the hilt of… Continue reading My Buckler.