Guardians Of Atlanta 27
Back upon the night when William fled,
He stayed to the woods out of fear and dread.
But he followed the highway, staying out of sight,
For he was in no shape to continue a fight.
Blood trickled down the back of his neck
And if he had no instincts, he would have been a wreck.
He used his phone to find his way
Back to Atlanta as he stumbled and prayed.
Then through the throbbing of his head-
He remembered his phone was tracked.
He quickly went to turn it off, but a reboot began to enact.
Once it completed, he tried an app
But an error message replied-
That he no longer had any cellular service,
Not a single app even tried
To load up as it normally would
Until he tried the one
That work no matter what service he had
And he thanked Father, Ghost, and Son.
His Bible app still worked,
Though the knights had cut him off,
He read a quick Psalm, prayed
And continued his long walk.
The sky above began to rumble
And he wheeled his path into the trees
To create a shelter for the night,
And gain a touch more peace.
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