Today's prompt was "dare". That is all. So I did:
There's nothing for it, but to go on.
The bridges behind me are burning red.
Once was complacency, now it is gone.
On the World's Edge, I stand alone.
There's war before me, and waste behind,
And Cross-Road branching below my feet.
I sort through the tangle of hope in my mind.
In the rage of the wind, I am as stone.
I'm weary with warring and long for rest,
A quiet life on the margin of pain.
In the waste of the World, the edge of the West
To build a camp and settle there.
But battle and blessedness lie ahead,
With angels and heroes to fight by my side.
A sword for my hand and a halo for my head,
If I but take the Road and dare.