proof for word wars (495 words) All my life I longed for it to come true. Now it finally has. Stella stood in front of Martin, eye to eye, swords drawn. Stella Elsher was a girl with dreams that reached the stars. Living in a small medieval town, there wasn’t much she could do, but that didn’t stop her. When all the other girls were braiding their hair, or looking for dresses, Stella was climbing trees and running through the forest. Despite her parents' constant complaints that she should grow up, Stella never let her dreams go. When Stella turned 15 everything changed; a man, Martin Thatcher showed up. He rode his majestic black horse into town, a sinister smile on his face. The whole town was in a daze as he rode past, not knowing what he was about to do to them. When he came to a stop, he pulled out a sword, “Anyone who dares to stand against me will feel this sword as if it were part of you,” he said in a booming voice. He looked around as everyone's eyes widened with fear. "Good, now it’s time for karma to come back to this godforsaken town," he bellowed. Without hesitation, he sheathed his sword, took out a match, lit it, and threw it towards a house. It immediately burst into flames, and like dominos, it lit the houses next to it. Martin looked back once more before riding his horse back out of the town. Stella had been watching from a tree in the forest, watching as her family, friends, and home got burned to ashes. The flames seemed to reflect in her eyes, igniting a fire within her. Now, she stood face to face with Martin, ready to avenge all that she had lost. As they stood there, the wind howled through the trees, carrying the scent of smoke and destruction from the town. Stella's grip tightened around the hilt of her sword, her eyes blazing with determination. Martin sneered at her, confident in his own superiority. But Stella held her ground, drawing strength from the memories of her loved ones and the injustice that had been done to her home. This was the moment she had been waiting for, the chance to stand up for what was right and bring justice to the town that had been so wronged. The clash of the swords echoed through the forest as they fought, each strike fueled by a mix of anger, sadness, and undying hope for a better tomorrow. The sunlight filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor as the two adversaries battled on, each refusing to back down. Stella’s determination and skill surprised even Martin, who had underestimated her resolve. The fight seemed to rage on for an eternity, but finally, with a swift and calculated move, Stella disarmed Martin and stood before him victorious. As she gazed into his defeated eyes, she knew that she had fulfilled her destiny and
