WHILE I WORE MY PANOPLY, THE CANOPY COLLAPSED – Marilyn Armstrong

RDP for Sunday – Panoply


So there I was, sitting in the pouring rain in my panoply which was becoming rapidly rusty. Searching, was I, for somewhere to hide from the infinite wetness pouring from on high.

Suddenly, there appeared before me (oh snap!) a canopy to cover my panoply! It was a freaking miracle. Until the canopy collapsed atop my panoply.  It was, as someone recently pointed out, WET, as in containing a lot of water.

And now, someone is going to have to polish my panoply or never again will it shine in the glinting sunlight of the medieval lists.

Lists? What lists? Do I have to sign something?

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