The Mark Of A Warrior

There was Dust EVERYWHERE...It felt like my lungs just got sand poured into them, my eyes grew weary and my palms started to sweat...."Oh No I'm Not Going To Make It!" I thought to myself as I looked at the most vivid Blue Eyed....Short and thin....G-Girl,Who Had Blond Hair Rather Than Black Like Mine all I could remember was her Staring at the marking on my hands and back as if to be implying that I was someone valued.....