776. Is there a particular scene/passage that you’re incredibly proud of (and maybe even want to share)?
Between two rows of brazen, bristling spears,
he raised his chin and swallowed down his fears.
Hippolyta, both warrior and queen,
the daughter of the very god of war,
more beautiful than any woman seen,
as strong as oak, as vicious as a boar,
stood fast before the largest lodge’s door.